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The area is Los Angeles, the sands are warm and a cool breeze comes right off the ocean. And there is a college with the best baseball team in the state. With the coming of fall, there is a chance of new beginnings for everyone, especially two individuals in specific.

 

Name: Angel Callaway

Age: 19

Hair Colour: Purple

Eye Colour: Purple

Year in School: Sophomore (2nd Year)

 

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Angel is a young man that is trying to pursue his dreams on the field and in the classroom. He worked hard in high school and was able to get a full-ride scholarship to the University of his choice, so he decided to stay in L.A. He dreams of playing baseball at a professional level, but doesn't want to get his hopes up. He is very level headed, grounded and doesn't put up with silliness. Angel might be disciplined and seem a little cold towards others, but he is passionate and protects the people close to him. Everything may be going right for him, but Angel feels like something is missing from his life.

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Name: Allistair Gled

Age: 18

Hair Colour: orange

Eye Colour: green

Year in School: 1. year

 

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Allistair is a guy, who was born into a rather poor family, but since he can learn very fast, he got accepted as exchange student to an University in LA. At home in England he had started Pitching, so even though he doesn't want to become a professional pitcher, that's what interests him most in his new home. There's only this one thing, that even though everyone seems to get along with him, he doesn't feel special for absolutely anyone....

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August, the time for school to start back again. Angel looked down at the bustling crowds below, young and old faces trying to go from one place to another. It felt right to him. The dorm he was staying in was quite the spacious one, considering most were just bunk areas. This one was more equivalent to a studio apartment. There was the bunk bed in the right and to the left was a small kitchen, complete with a fridge and a gas stove. And along with those luxuries, there was a bathroom for just this space alone. It might not seem like much, but most colleges had shared facilities. Angel already made claim to the top bunk where he kept a worn out poster of Roy Campanella and a Dodgers pennant at the side of the bunk. He reached into his jeans and pulled out a small piece of paper and read it aloud. "So, I have a different roommate this year. Allistair Gred huh?" Angel sighed and put his hands behind his head. "I hate meeting new people."

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'I hate meeting new people'

What i lovely greeting. those Americans never changed, Allistair though to himself as he entered the dorm room.

'Nice to meet you to', he growled, whilst putting on a fake smile. That guy had even taken the top bunk. The English boy didn't like this stranger and his arrogant attitude already. Until he noticed the posters...

'you like baseball?', he snapped, unable to decide if the guy was a disgrace to his favourite sport or if his favourite sport made the guy a better guy. In any case, he could not see them getting along well....especially after he had to take the bottom bunk...which he hated...

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Angel looked down below and noticed that his new roommate had let himself in and heard what he said. 'Shit, there goes first impressions,' he thought to himself. He thought he was by his lonesome, but that obviously was not the case. Angel jumped down to introduce himself properly. "Sorry, I'm just not much of an extrovert. I'm Angel," he said extending his hand. He noticed his new roommate towered over him, at least by half a foot. He started to turn a little red in the face. For some odd reason he didn't know, he was always bothered being the shorter one. Hearing Allistair's question, he responded, "I do. I'm actually the starting catcher for the team here." Eying Allistair, he said, "Forgive me, but is this your first year here?"

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Cute! Wait what? Allistair was surprised by his thoughts. why cute? And wait... ... catcher...that mean..

'Ah! Catcher?!!!!' , the boy yelped, realising what that meant: they'd have to spend a lot a lot of time together. But then again how evil could a guy, who had gorgeous purple hair and was called angel be?

'eh, yes, aren't you? I transferred here from England last week', Allistair answered, pleased to notice that he was taller then the boy in front of him.

'Ah, what's your name by the way?', the orange haired boy asked in the attempt to seem more friendly and somehow make his stay not be complete hell because he failed to even be friendly for five minutes.

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"My name is Angel and may I have yours as well?" He tilted his head upward & made eye contact with Allistair, but blushed and hung his head low. Why do I have to be so short compared to others he thought to himself. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed himself a Mountain Dew and another for his new roommate. Angel already felt quite out of his comfort zone, but he figured he at least try. "So, about the baseball bit, do you actually play yourself?," he asked, handing him the can.

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'Ah, sorry, I'm allistair. Nice to meet you, angel! Cute name by the way', allistair answered, grinning. This could get rather amusing actually, especially if angel kept on blushing so obviously.

'Oh, I'm pitcher! And I'm like totally becoming the ace of this team, so be ready for me', he laughed and winked at his roommate, who was just getting two cans of something the brit had never seen....

'haha, so are you in my class?', he asked, getting the weird feeling that something was not right...

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Angel gave a dirty look to Allistair and said, "Thanks for the compliment." He didn't like feeling shorter and he got embarrassed when someone would mention him and cute in the same sentence. He tried to let it go, but then he heard the ace comment and got angry. "Well Mr. Ace, guess what? We have two pitchers from last year coming back and they busted their ass off to help us win last year's title. If I'm gonna be catching for you, you better cut out the cocky bullshit." He bumped his shoulder into Allistair. He turned around as he got to the bathroom door and tilted his head, "For your information, I'm a sophomore which I'm guessing we're not sharing the same classes. Also, try-outs are next week. I hope you can actually back up your talk. Make yourself at home while I shower." He slammed the door and turned on the hot water. Stripping down to his birthday suit, he got in and still was mad. "Arrogant little shit," he said quietly to himself, with the water running over his head.

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Allister just stood there dumbfounded. What had upset angel so much? Did he not like being called cute? Or was it because He said he wanted to be ace? Of course, there where other pitchers, and he would respect them, but being ace meant keeping the team together and making them happy, so even if Angel could not accept that, he would not give up on his dream. But it did shock him a bit that his roommate was a year above him... he most likely appeared like an arrogant, stupid fool...

'Angel? Look I don't know if you can hear me, but I wanted to apologise....I'll try and be more respectful, also to you...so please don't be mad, ok?', the boy said his honest feelings out loud, even though he was sure the other would not hear them.But for some reason the thought of Angel hating him was worse then the thought that he was just patheticly talking to himself. Weird, normally people liked him more then he liked them... And why the hell did he care about the guy anyway, he was an arrogant prick! But he was a cute arrogant prick, and maybe even his catcher so it was better to keep their friendship mutual.

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Angel felt completely refreshed and started to dry off his silk smooth skin. He wrapped his purple towel around his waist and stood in front of the mirror. He honestly didn't want to go back out and have to deal with him. Angel didn't feel like he was in the wrong, but he still didn't feel like he said it in the best way possible. He never was too good with overly confident people. Looking at the reflection in the mirror, he felt like he could put a little more weight on top. It felt embarrassing for a guy to have an hourglass figure, which he could see his perky butt through the towel. He sighed and decided to at least try to talk to Allistair again.

He looked around and noticed he forgot to grab a change of clothes. He could put back on the ones he threw to the ground, but the idea disgusted him. Oh shit, he's gonna be an ass and say something dumb he thought to himself. Angel decided it was better to just get it over with quick and swallow what pride he had. He opened the door back and felt someone topple on him. His face turned bright red as he noticed he was lying on the ground with his towel undone, leaving himself completely exposed. "What are you doing?," Angel asked.

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Alistair hadn't intended to land on the other boy....especially not when he was naked. It just happened, that he had wanted to practice his form with a towel...for the first time....which made him unfortunately fall over, right into Angel...

'Eh, I-I'm sorry, Eh, t-that w-was not with purpose!!!! And why are you naked?.....", The boy still tried to apologise, till his view went lower, and he trailed off very fast. Noticing that the situation not only made him embarrassed, but also had a different effect on his body, he quickly scrambled off, trying to hide his awkward boner.

'eh, I'm really really sorry, also for before....ok, I'm just going to read a bit now. please excuse me', he muttered, feeling his whole world collapse on top of him. genius Alistair! Not only did you insult your new roommate, no you also had to fall on top of him, and get a boner by the sight of a naked man!! U only just met today! Bloody hell, well done Alistair! ...shut up brain....

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"I'm not even following what you're say . . .," Angel started to reply, but he noticed the drift of his new roommate's eyes. Angel was trying to forget what happened, but his blood started to boil again. 'Oh I get it,' Angel thought to himself. He jumped to the wrong conclusion about what's Alistair's intentions were. Usually Angel would have just yelled or ignore someone, but he got a mischievous smile as he thought of a way to torture this young boy. He placed his hand on Alistair's crotch and started to rub against him, "Oh, so that was your reason to come in you pervert." He pressed his naked body up against Alistair and said, "Well Mr. Ace, at least try taking me on a date before doing this again." A loud echo boomed from the restroom as he smacked Allistair across the face. He walked out of the restroom and threw on his clothes as fast he could, grabbed his satchel and left for class.

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Allistair couldn't move at all. This was not supposed to happen!!!!

"Angel wait!!!!!", he still called, hoping he could somehow apologise. His body was burning, his cheek hurting, but the pain in his heart was worse. He didn't mean to be a pervert, he didnt mean to be rude!!

"Please come back", he softly whispered, completely ignoring the fact that angel had told him indirectly to take him on a date. Why did this have to happen?!!!!!!

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As he sat down, Angel couldn't help but still feel flustered. What an idiot! First day and this is seriously the worst way it could have started. A fight and and I was seen naked . . . His face turned red and he drew his hand over his mouth as he thought about that moment. Angel was always a very private person and was never seen nude except by family. He felt violated. "And right here, you can see that these two stars are not the same," the professor lectured on. Angel usually listened well to his his professor, but Angel's ears were deaf to the outside world. The bell rung and the class was dismissed. Angel loaded up his satchel, thinking what he should do. He didn't want to go back, his clumsy roommate was still there probably. He decided he would go to the only place that eased his mind.

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Still frustrated and defiantly not in the mood to listen to some professor talk about something he could learn on his own anyway, Alistair decided to pitch. he hadn't been on the field yet, but he had seen it and he knew where the bullpen was. And pitching always helped, no matter what.

He quickly changed into his sport clothes, since he didn't have an uniform of the team yet, took his own baseball and went outside.

That Bastard!!!!, the boy thought, and released the ball, not caring if it was an accurate throw or if his position was good, the only thing that mattered was the tingling feeling in his fingers and that in some time he would hopefully get tired...

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Angel was walking through the parking lot and came upon the diamond. He loved the flicker of the old lights, the aluminum seats that have been slightly bent overtime, the classic scoreboard they still used from the old days. He smiled with a warm glow in his eyes. This was his sanctuary. His calm state of mind was broken by the sound of a thud coming from the bullpen though and he was curious as to what was going on. He walked up the hill and looked down to find a mad Alistair. Angel was confused by the anger and was wondering what was the cause. He made sure to stay out of sight and sipped his soda, watching. He took notice of the boy's strong arm and was blushing slightly. Angel was turned on.

 

He knew that it probably wasn't his place to interrupt, but Angel knew Alistair's arm would be no good for try-outs at this rate. Angel jumped up on the wall and had a seat. Angel tapped Alistair's shoulder with his foot, hoping to get his attention. Looking down, he said smiling, "You shouldn't abuse yourself so much, you're going to wreck your arm. You wanna talk to me?"

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...Allistair didnt know what to say. On the one hand he wanted to scream at the boy in front of him for even getting him in this situation, tell him how bloody damn frustrated and scary everything was, and that he hadn't done anything wrong, but at the same time he wanted to just fall down or hug the other boy for saying this one sentence: you wanna talk to me?

"y-yes please....But first, I beg you, let me explain and properly apologise for before... ", The Brit paused, trying to read the others expression.

"First I would like to tell you that i did not mean to insult The upper-class men with my irrationality. The reason I want to be ace, is simply because it is a position which allows me to use all my force for others and for once be unignorable. Now for the thing with me, eh falling on top of you, eh, I hope you belief me...I was practising....with a towel", Alistair finished his minor speech, turning away, blushing furiously, at both his clumsiness, but also at the knowledge that he had left something rather important out...he just hoped the other boy wouldn't pester him about why he had not been...disgusted?

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Angels eyes were wide open and his eyebrows raised. He was taken back by what the boy said and couldn't help but blink for a moment. Then he started to giggle and clasped his hand over his mouth. "Sorry, I'm not trying to be rude," the boy explained. "I just never heard that reasoning before, it's really cute," Angel said smiling, with a small blush. Angel knew how bad the day was for both of them and was glad to see the conflict start to burn out. He jumped down and grabbed Alistair's hand, turning the blushing boy towards him. "I like your enthusiasm, but you should focus on making the team first. It's not about being the ace or the leader on the club, it's about doing your part for the team as a whole. You got talent, but I'll be around if you want any help or advice."

 

A part of Angel still wanted to be mad about the incident earlier, but he noticed the boy seemed to be clumsy and was embarrassed as well. "I won't hold what happened earlier against you, but still," said Angel as he stood on his tip toes. "I think you should take me on a date." Angel kissed Alistair on the cheek, which Angel had some trouble with because of his small stature compared to Alistair who towered over the boy. His face was red from embarrassment at what he did, which this just alone was out of his comfort zone. He looked down at his feet and said, "Um, I'll see you later." Angel turned and started to walk at a fast pace towards the campus. He thought about going back to the dorm room, but realized who would be back later. "You idiot," Angel said to himself. It was a weekend, so he didn't have to worry about school and baseball didn't start for awhile. He decided to go to an all night arcade down the road.

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Alistair was .... frozen. Ok, first perfection had forgiven him. He had praised his enthusiasm, had told him he had talent and had in a way wished him luck. And the boy would defiantly follow that advice. Making a team....he didn't quite get the meaning of those words, but most likely it meant getting to know the other players and earning their trust. He would practice hard and present himself politely and properly to his Uperclassmen, before gaining their support through outstanding ability...nothing could go wrong there...

 

But on a more important matter, his heart just felt like burting at the moment. You should take me on a date ...Damn....So cute!!!!! Not letting the opportunity to ask someone out, who most defiantly was the cutest sh*t evern, the brit quickly ran after the boy.

"Angel!!! Wait!!!", he screamed, quickly catching up with the other.

"Wanna go to the cinema tonight?", he asked, grinning like a fool. This felt better then he expected it to! ... ... Maybe, just maybe he was starting to like the boy in a different way....maybe...But a movie sounded good in any case.

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Angel stood there for a moment when he heard his roommate calling out for him. He furrowed his brows wondering what was this guy's problem. He saw Alistair catch up and stand above him. When he heard Alistair's next words, his face turned bright red and his jaw slightly dropped. "A li-little forward, don't you think? I thought you would wait a little longer," Angel said, kinda lost for words. He let out a large sigh, "Fine, I'll go with you you idiot." Angel held out his hand for Alistair to take. He was kinda happy on the inside a little though. He didn't know why he was attracted to Alistair, but he knew that something could start between them.

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Wasting no time, Alistair gently grabbed Angels hand, the gentle coolness of it surprising him.

"Are you cold?", he asked, deciding that it was his duty to take care of the smaller boy.

"And what now?", he asked, chuckling. the situation was just too great, and for some reason his heart was beating much too fast, making him more giggly then normal.

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Angel raised an eyebrow and said, "No, my hands are usually cold to the touch." After hearing Alistair's response, he replied, "Didn't you say you wanted to go to the movies? I'll show you the way." Angel started to walk and was leading them both. He also wanted to walk in front so Alistair couldn't see his blushing face. Angel was surprised at the fact his hands were smaller than Alistair's. I've been catching since I was 5 and yet everything he has is bigger than mine except my ass Angel thought to himself as he let out a small sigh. Soon the marquee came into sight and Angel let a small smile come across his face.

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Badump... Damn....there it goes again. His hear beating faster, and his own hands feeling even hotter in his dates? cold ones.

"w-what kind of movie do you like?", Alistair muttered, trying to hide his burning face. I don't really know anything about you, he noticed, yet felt no jealousy or anything like that. I'll just have to make up for it...

"Ah, and what music do you listen to? Do you like doing other stuff then baseball? Ah, sorry, I talk too much...", he tried stopping his flow of questions. Argh, why cant I think straight?!!! But that's a lost cause anyway Alistair! No, I didn't mean it like that!! In conclusion his brain wasn't functioning right at the moment... And his heart neither...but strangely enough it didn't feel bad...

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"Um, I guess I mostly like comedy or action. Wanna see the new Spider-man?," asked Angel. Angel's embarrassment slowly faded away as he noticed his roommate's hands get warmer and saw his red face. He smiled lightly knowing that he had this kind of effect on him. It made him happy that Alistair liked him this much.

 

He felt bad that Alistair seemed so nervous, it seemed as if he wasn't used to this kind of thing. He wrapped himself around Alistair and said, "Well, I like Elvis. My mom played him all the time and it reminds me of her whenever he comes on. As for what else I do, I paint a little." Angel then looked up and asked, "What do you like to do?"

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