[center][color=DodgerBlue][h2]Tobit Broflovski[/h2][/color][/center]

As soon as Landon hunched down to speak with him, Toby seemed to let down his 'tough guy' guard. He looked down, biting into his lip and shuffling his feet a bit, trying to get the tape on his shoes to stick again. 
He shrugged as Landon asked what position he played. "I... I haven't really had the chance to play in a while." He said quietly. As soon as he dropped his aggressive act, he had become shy and rather awkward. "I mean, I used to play midfield back in Colorado. Back when kids my age were around my size..." He laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "But you know, I'm probably not gonna sign up. Those kids would probably beat me into the dirt faster than you could say 'hypopituitarism.'" He smiled slightly, almost apologetically.

Landon introduced a couple of the people. Bruno was the tall guy, and the freckled boy was Marco, and his sister standing off to the side was Maria. Toby was pretty good with names usually, so he wasn't too worried about forgetting them. Landon seemed to know his name already, so he kept quiet. 

He he flinched and scowled when Marco called him a kid and then stiffened as Marco said that his act wasn't getting him anywhere. Incidentally, the boy was probably right. It hadn't stopped Toby from getting bullied in the past. It was just all he knew to do. It was instinctive, in a way. When you're about the size of your average ten year old, you've got to protect yourself from bigger people looking for an easy match. 

"So, uh... Marco. I'm sorry for snapping at you." Toby started, blushing deeply. "I just wasn't expecting it.... It's instinctive, you know? And, uhhh.... nice to meet you all." He stiffly held out his hand, not thinking anyone would take it. It was more of a courtesy than anything else. 

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