Originally Posted by EmilyMalfoy

Isobel was looking down at her ball and not really paying attention to anything that was going on around her.You would think that after playing soccer for four years she would learn that she had to look. But no, apparently she never learned. A soccer ball smacked into her shoulder, making Isobel lose her balance. She caught herself in time though, sidestepping with her opposite foot to stop herself from falling over. In the process she dropped her ball, making it land in the mud next to the one that had hit her.

Isobel looked around for where the ball had come from. She wouldn't have been surprised if Maybelle had kicked it at her; the girl had made her break her wrist for crying out loud. But no, it was just a girl who Isobel guessed was slightly younger...maybe. She mustered up as much happiness as she could and smiled. "It's okay," she said. "It didn't hurt that much." Thank goodness it hadn't hit her face. "Stuff like that actually happens to me all the time." Well, that was kind of an exaggeration, she got hit sometimes at practice. "Do you play?" She asked, indicating the soccer balls at her feet.