[i]"That was... it was amazing, Alex! Where did you learn to play like that? Did you use to play when you were younger?"[/i]

"Ah no, I just got lucky there with that batting and the umpire did it all with the pitching." Alex replied, there was always a sense of modesty about him. "Not exactly, but I played something similar with a group of... close friends." He added, breaking the hug and taking his jacket, throwing in a thank-you as he slung it on over himself, sticking his hands in his pockets. His jeans were in his schoolbag but he didn't see the point in changing back into them, the sweatpants were both comfy and warm. He put his hands together and breathed into them, warming them up before sticking them into the pockets of his sweatpants, standing with his legs apart, just slightly wider than shoulder width.

Alex kicked the concrete step beneath him with the tip of his shoe gently a couple of times, scuffing the front a little. He swung down and picked up his bag from his feet slinging it over one shoulder he held the strap, keeping his free hand in his pocket. Riley and Alex began to walk down the bleachers and left the field, heading out the front gate of the school and on the way home. "Anything interesting with you today?" He yawned, "My day was pretty plain, the try-outs though were pretty fun, that's for sure."