[open] When push comes to shove.

[savanna]

It was the normal sort of thing at the moment. Her diving to hit a volleyball and then moving as fast as she could to get back up and made sure it go to the other side. It was all just normal for the blond. "Yeah!" She got a point for the team, mainly because the ball would have been out, but someone hit it, which caused them to get a point. It wasn't Savanna's fault, she was on the edge anyway! If she moved it would have been in, only if the blond moved over a bit.

She gave the girl beside her a high five before realizing the ball had gone away from them, and she turned around and start running after it, her feet lifting up sand. She yelled behind her, "I'll get it!" Though when she reached down to get it it continued to roll out of he reach, and she laughed and continued to try and get the small ball. She came almost everyday to play beach volleyball, though her brother was paranoid about her not being there, he always tagged along and sat somewhere on the side lines, he didn't that day, which let her keep the concentration on the came.

The ball stopped rolling, and with a triumphant ha she reached to grab it. Not really realizing it had stopped only because it hit someones legs, which made it bounce back, and once she had her hands around it, she stood up and looked up at the person. "Sorry ball got away." She pointed to the ball that was now in her right hand before giving a grin.

[dawson]

Dawson couldn't keep away even if someone tried to distract him. He would find his way back here to the beach every time. Not to mention he had a beach house that set right here on the beach so of course he was here most days it was practically just stepping out of his front yard.



Dawson grabbed one of his surf boards from his garage and set out on the sand surfaced ground outside. He was walking along when he saw a ball rolling around and coming closer to him. He stopped it with his foot and found the owner rushing towards him as well. It was some blond chick chasing after it. He let his foot of the ball to let her pick it up and still had one arm on his board and the other scratching his head.


"No problem, just keep a better eye on it next time..." he said and walked pass her head over towards some of his buddies that had their surf boards out as well. Dawson was dressed in knee length deep blue shorts and a his top shirt was a wet suit like shirt that stuck skin tight to him and was deep blue also.


He hand five his his guy friends and shoved his board into the sand deep so that it would stand upright without falling over. He turned his head a bit towards the people playing volley ball and he saw that girl again. He caught eyes with her and gave a simple smile before looking back at his friends and listening to what was being said.