[center][h2][color=red]Bruno[/color][/h2][/center]

Bruno blushed a little as Toby revealed that he wasn't a child prodigy, but indeed fifteen like him and most others in the grade, apart from the few straggler sixteen year olds. Toby was obviously trying not to get a little annoyed, but Bruno could definitely hear the annoyance in his voice, just being pushed back past the facade of happiness and understanding that was being put out by the short boy. Bruno couldn't imagine how it must feel being seen as less of a person because of your height or looks. At least, that's what Bruno imagined happened to Toby. He couldn't really relate. Bruno apologised

[color=red]"Oh, I'm really sorry! Don't worry, I won't call you one again, I promise.[/color]

Bruno gave a quick smile, then listened to what Landon was saying about how Toby should join the soccer team. Would the smaller boy really be a good player? As mentioned, football players really didn't need to be tall. Lionel Messi, who some consider the best football player in the world, is towered over by a lot of other football players. But he can weave, dodge and run amongst them. So who's to say Toby couldn't be a good footballer. He once again turned to Toby and spoke.

[color=red]"You know what, I actually agree with Landon. You should try out for the team. A small striker can do a lot of damage to a team with lots of tall people on it. You can duck and weave and run through them. Ever hear of Nathan Dyer? He's a professional player who plays in the top league in England, the Premier League. He's also one of the shortest players in the world. Anything is possible."[/color]

[@Oliver]