Jamie sat in the stands before the game started. She didn't even really want to be there, but her best friend Karie only had a few games left in their so far perfect season, and she'd promised to go to at least one. So there she sat, up in the stands, looking bored, occasionally checking out some of the players surreptitiously and basically day dreaming. From the side, she heard someone shout "Hey, look out!" before she could react, a frisbee smacked into the side of her head. It wasn't enough to really hurt, but it WAS enough to knock her glasses off. Unfortunately for her, at that moment she happened to be glancing at...
(Karie's lucky game socks that she refuses to wash as long as their winning streak holds out? Or the team bench with half a dozen players sitting on it?)
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