[M] College Life

[adhdinspired]

The start of a new semester and already the Chinese boy was irate. He woke up late to pick up his schedule, had to wait in a long line for it, didn't get his wake-up coffee from home and had to suffer the coffee stand's. His usually well kept hair was in a loose ponytail, a few locks framing his face and getting caught behind the black, square framed glasses that were currently perched on his nose.

Wufei was not a happy camper today. And here he was in front of the school on a stone bench because he didn't want to go back to the dorms just yet, attempting to read over some material for his first class tomorrow. The wind was blowing hard and the little Styrofoam cup of coffee didn't stand a chance. With a good gust of wind, the cup fell, spilling the scalding contents all over the material, Wufei's schedule and all over Wufei's lap.

"Shit!" The exclamation brought stares, he knew, but he didn't care. He had fresh hot coffee on his lap, all over his things and he growled and threw down his glasses. Luckily they didn't break. Grabbing a handful of paper towels he had on hand from when he ate, Wufei dabbed carefully at the papers first, ignoring his burning thighs.

It was too late. The notes he'd been writing were ruined. The ink was running all down the page and the material was illegible. "Fucking hell! This can't be a normal day, can it? No. Something always goes wrong when I'm in a hurry." Wufei believed in karma, and this just goes to prove it. Blowing off your girlfriend got him this.

Speaking of girlfriends, he glanced up to notice Sally coming right at him, not looking at all happy.

"Wufei Chang! How dare you blow me off last night. It was our four month anniversary!"

Wufei just sighed and dabbed at his jeans now. He'd throw the sodden mess of paper towel and paper away before he responded to her.

"I think it is pointless to celebrate four months. I think celebrating a year is fine enough. Not even month."

"Well you won't have to worry about that anymore. It's over! You've blown me off for the last time."

With that, the woman stormed off and Wufei's horrible day was even worse. With a defeated look on his face, he sat back on the bench and folded his arms, then buried his head there. "All I need now is for it to rain."

He was angry, frustrated, annoyed, and his chest was hurting. It was true he didn't love Sally. He did love her, just not the kind of love she seemed to think she felt for him. Four months was to early, in Wufei's opinion, to be felt like he was married to the woman. In a way he was glad she broke up with him, but he'd just lost her as a friend Sally didn't associate with her ex's. No matter how close they'd been.

"What a day. And it's not even noon!"

[jakfrost]

Duo Maxwell was smart.

Intelligent even. How else could he have scored a free ride with his major of choice?

He was witty, had street smarts out the wazoo, and despite his tendency to tinker, he had enough common sense read the directions for machines he was attempting to use for the first time. Especially when said machines did not belong to him.

None of that could help him puzzle out the dorm laundry machines however. Clearly, that slot there, was where the quarters went in, but the machines were so old that most of the directions and button labels had worn off. He couldn't even figure out what to do based on the other machines, seeing as none were in use this early in the semester. Damn scholarship orientation making him arrive a week early.

"Duo!" His name was accompanied by a few sharp knocks on the laundry room door. "Get your skinny ass up here already!"

"Fuck off, Solo! You wanna do my wash for me?"

"Hell, no! Just hurry up. We're waiting." Duo winced as the bright red frisbee Solo tossed at him, unerringly connected with his funny bone, nearly upsetting his armload of clothes. He gave a dramatic sigh to Solo's retreating back, threw the armload into the waiting washer, pressed a button at random, then frisbee in hand, proceeded to follow Solo out onto the quad where a few other early arrival students waited.

Hoping to catch Solo unaware, Duo waited until the boy was a good distance away before flinging the plastic disk with as much force as possible in his direction. What Duo had forgotten, in his haste, was to compensate for wind direction. So instead of beaming Solo in the back like he intended, the frisbee sailed off course toward the far side of the quad. More specifically towards some of the few occupied benches in that area.

"Shit."

[adhdinspired]

Something pegged him square in the back of the skull and sent him lurching forward over the stone bench. The short Chinese man, hardly a few centimeters short of five foot four, whipped around to look at what pegged him in the head, while one hand was holding the now tender spot.

He looked down at the said plastic disk and seethed. Who the HELL threw a Frisbee in the quad when it was full of students? Looking around, he saw a tall figure on the other side of the quad looking like he'd just done something wrong. Of course it was some braided haired male. Of course he had the build of a skinny punk kid who skate boarded and needed to feel big by bullying other kids around. Of fucking course. Wufei knew, just now, that he had the devil's luck this year and everything was going to hell.

He picked up the Frisbee and stormed to the braided menace. Wufei carried himself well. He knew how to fight, he still practiced with his sword, despite living in a university. So he had no qualms with standig less than a foot from the other boy and shoving the Frisbee back into his chest with that death glare that warned others away.

Breaking up with his girlfriend, burning himself with mud that tried to pass as coffee, destroying his notes, running late and now getting beamed with a Frisbee. Oh, Wufei was going to go off on this man.

"Who the hell do you think you are, throwing this damn disk around like an idiot? Do you have half a brain in that head of yours?" Wufei didn't care if his voice raised or not. He was looking for a fight, a friend, something. Anything to take his mind off the shitty day he'd had already.

[jakfrost]

"Geez, man. Chill. It was an accident." Duo grasped the brandished frisbee and took a half step back from the volatile kid. He wasn't scared, but it was never good practice to let someone that pissed off that close. Even someone as tiny this. Duo wasn't extraordinarily tall, not quite reaching 6', but this kid made him feel like a giant. "And in case you haven't noticed, classes haven't started yet. Everyone is out foolin' around."

Indeed, groups of students littered the quad, some lounging on picnic blankets, others with their own eclectic collection of sports equipment. Duo's own friends were close enough to have heard the chinese boy's rant and were not so very subtly snickering at Duo's predicament.

A bit peeved at the kid's overreaction and hoping to save face in front of his friends, Duo shifted so that the half-step turned into a relaxed and arrogant stance, arms crossed over his chest and a smirk playing on his lips. "Everyone without a stick up there ass, that is."

[adhdinspired]

Wufei was about to back off at that valid point, but then the braided moron opened his fat mouth again and that's when Wufei took a swing at him. A horrible day, topped with this jerk. Yes, he'd reached the snapping point. As soon as he took the swing, however, he lost the will to hit him. Wufei would be ruining everything and it honestly wasn't this guy's fault. He knew that. It was Sally's fault and karma. Before the punch could connect, he dropped his hand and just gave a huge sigh. His face, once contorted with annoyance and anger, was now relaxed and sank back into depression. What the hell was he supposed to know now?

Without saying much, Wufei turned his back on the other boy and started making his way back to his table. With second thoughts, he looked over his shoulder and leveled the boy with a glare. "I shouldn't take unnecessary anger out on you; even if you did add to the shit I've had to deal with today. I apologize for swinging at you and yelling." When he was in the wrong, Wufei would apologize, but only after he saw it

[jakfrost]

Had he kicked a puppy or something? Because that is certainly how Duo felt as he gaped a bit and watched the other boy walk off. He had expected that punch, or at least an argument and heated glare after his last comment. Not this dejection. It was actually quite unnerving. Duo knew he had a smart mouth and that he didn't always think through all of his snarky comments but it was only rarely that anything he said hit below the belt.

"Do you want to play too?" The words came out before Duo had a chance to think about them but they felt right. It was an apology of a sort to compliment the other boy's direct approach. He gave the frisbee a little wave. "I'll try not to beam ya in the back of the head again." Small smile.

Duo wasn't sure what kind of answer he expected. Heh, it would serve him right to be plainly ignored.

[adhdinspired]

And he thought about ignoring the other boy's invitation. Truly, that is what he would have done had it been a normal day. But as previously stated, Wufei had some kind of curse on him for this day. Maybe he needed..... someone he could just relax with. But Frisbee? Why not chess, or something more intelligent.

He turned, still looking at Duo and rubbed his face with a hand. ".....I've never played." It was the honest truth. He'd gotten into this college because of his outstanding grades. Wufei hardly had time for anything besides studying. In the back of his head he knew it wouldn't take much time to do the material for his morning class, and it wasn't noon yet.

He seemed to be at a loss and nodded slowly. "I'm Wufei. Wufei Chang." It felt so odd to say his name the American way. But he didn't expect this other one to know the other way. It confused people when he introduced himself with his surname first.

[jakfrost]

"Really? Never?! Aw, man, are you missing out!" Duo stepped up next to Wufei and turned to face the group across the quad. "No time like the present to fix this mistake!" He reached out a hand to the other boy's shoulder and used a light touch and a pointed finger to indicate which direction to face.

A brash voice interrupted with a "Are you two girls finished gossiping yet?" Duo made a face as he dropped his hand from Wufei in favor of tossing a one finger salute over his shoulder to Solo, who barked out a harsh laugh.

"Oh, and I'm Duo Maxwell. Nice to meetcha." He twirled the frisbee on a finger for a moment, then held it properly to show Wufei his grip. "It's really not that hard." With a violent twist, Duo sent the disc on a direct collision course with Solo's head. This time, the wind didn't interfere, and Solo fumbled with his catch, nearly earning himself a black eye.

"Ha! Instant karma!" That was yelled across the quad but the next sentence was lower in volume for Wufei. "It's not like we play Ultimate or anything."

[adhdinspired]

Touching? Wufei didn't know how to react to that, but he had prepared for it when he spoke. He didn't look uncomfortable, nor did he relax into it. Instead, he just focused on how Duo, he heard, was holding the Frisbee and sent it flying. The other boy, who's name he still didn't know, didn't stand a chance with how Duo threw it.

"So this is more about mathematics?" He asked, figuring there was some kind of trajectory in the way it was thrown, and factoring in wind and objects. Of course he over complicated everything.

He watched and listened, but was still slightly confused. And Duo's low words weren't helping anything in the least bit. The shorter boy looked at Duo with a look that read I have no fucking clue what you're talking about, and then he arched a brow in silent question as to what this Ultimate' was.

"Which part of, "I've never played" didn't you understand? I don't know your terminology." He could feel his IQ dropping by the second. This Duo was a menace. Just like that, and yet, Wufei didn't want to even try to fend him off like he usually did. After all, Wufei was now alone in this school.

That thought made a sad look rush to his face and he looked down and bit down on his bottom lip before sighing. He felt dejected, utterly dejected.

[jakfrost]

"Geez, lighten up, Wuffers." Duo lightly knocked shoulders with the smaller boy. School always had a habit of putting people down but usually it waited till closer to finals for depression as bad as this kid looked. "It's supposed to be fun." One hand was twisted up behind his back playing with the tail of his braid.

"Ultimate Frisbee is a sport. Dunno much about it, really." He let out a small self-deprecating chuckle. "Never had much of a head for rules unless I had to." Solo and the gang had given up waiting for the two talkers and had proceeded to start tossing the frisbee between them in a widening pattern.

"You can think about it like math if you want to, but it's more physics than anything. Err...well, it's more like a sport than anything. Physics is a close second. Ya just gotta get a feel for it."
He took a step away from Wufei and with a smirk, called out, "Yo, Solo! New kid wants to play! Give 'im a drifter!" ((ooc: I'm using 'drifter' to mean one of those real lazy slow tosses.))

[adhdinspired]

His eyebrow twitched as he suddenly remember why he hated others. They always shortened his name to something stupid. "It's Wufei." Then Duo bent down and knocked shoulders with him. There was something unnerving bout that, too. So far, this Duo could be summed up in one word; annoyance. But he would tolerate it, to a degree. His logical thinking brain went: Girlfriend dumped you, get friends instead of moping around.

His dark eyes looked to this 'Solo' person and nodded. Wufei could pretty much guess what a drifter was, especially since everyone now knew he was new to this game. Damn loudmouth. Physics? It was just throwing a Frisbee. Mathematics. Maybe basic Physics, like how hard the wind was gusting or the Frisbee was moving.

"Give me a drifter, then." He finally said. Wufei just sort of stood there, waiting and not knowing what to expect.

[jakfrost]

Duo smirked to himself at Wufei's oh-so-serious stance and expression. This kid was funny, in a stick in the mud sort of way. It might be interesting to see what he'd be like if he really cut loose.

Solo gave an answering nod and wave, then let loose with a light slow pass of the frisbee. It sailed through the air in a heavy arch, at first looking like it was going to land a good bit on the far side of Duo. Halfway through, the curve shifted it's direction back towards Wufei's original position.

Grin still clinging to his face, Duo had turned his eyes onto Wufei, watching for how he'd react to the first throw. Therefore Duo was completely unaware of the way Solo's eyes narrowed at the two from across the grass, a light frown marring his features.

[adhdinspired]

That was how Sally described him, stick-in-the-mud. But that was just how Wufei grew up. Ever serious about his studies. He watched Solo and the Frisbee. He watched it carefully and backed up a bit before raising his arm to attempt to catch it.

The plastic disc hit his fingertips and he rushed to pick it up from where it fell on the grass. Without anyone telling him, Wufei held it the way Duo had showed him and, with a flick of his wrist, attempted to get it back to Solo. What he didn't understand, at this point, is that he flicked his wrist a bit too much and sent it sailing in a hard curving arch.

"......shit." Hopefully Solo would catch it. When he looked to Solo again, he noticed the frown and arched a brow. OK, so Solo didn't want him to play? That was understandable. He had given Duo a mouthful earlier, then probably guilted him, unintentionally, to be nice and offer to play this.... ...apparent sport.

[jakfrost]

Solo raced towards where the frisbee was headed. It made a sharp arch at the end, and the boy had to abruptly change directions but he managed to catch the disc just barely, with the tips of his fingers. "Christ on a bagel!" Solo nearly toppled from his overextended reach but just managed to get a hand on the ground to steady himself. The other reached out to the sky, frisbee held in triumph above his head.

The oath managed to be just loud enough for Duo's sharp hearing and he frowned a bit in reaction. He wasn't exactly religious per se but there were certain things he had learned not to do growing up in a Catholic orphanage that stuck with him. Blasphemy was one of them.

Instead of dwelling, Duo turned his attention back to Wufei with a grin.

"Not bad for your first try. You might wanna try easier throws at first till you get the hang of aiming. You get more control that way."

[adhdinspired]

Wufei yelled an apology to the other boy and all he got was a snarky smirk. He had to back up to catch Solo's next throw, but he caught it using the tips of his fingers yet again. Another drifter. This time, the Chinese boy used his wrist a bit less and, while it wasn't exactly a drifter, Solo caught it all the same.

"Duo, you play with him!" Solo sent it sailing in Wufei's direction It was a hard, extremely fast pace, one he knew Duo could handle. "He's your new friend." With that, Solo rolled his eyes and snorted a bit before looking back to the group of other friends and sat at one of the larger tables, all starting to talk or eat.

That set ill with Wufei. It seemed this Solo character didn't like to share Duo with others. "I apologize. I shouldn't have jeopardized your time with your friends. I did not mean to guilt you into suffering through my fowl mood."