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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}Mood: TBA
Theo walked into the gardens, completely out of chance as well. He had no idea where he was going. He did have his football with him too and as he walked, that's what he was doing. He was keeping it up the whole time, not even missing a step. It would be rather impressive to someone that wasn't him, but he couldn't help but think about what a failure he was. Even though he picked up the sport well, he still did not receive anything for it. This day...was for nothing. This day...was a complete waste of his time. He couldn't believe he would even think that he could do anything that these bloody wizards could do. His father would not be very happy to even know that he was thinking like this, but it was the truth, but it was completely true.
Theo kept the soccer ball up as he sat down on the ground, still tapping the ball up and down...up and down...up and down. It was a rather repetitive motion and it was the only thing that could possibly help him relieve the stress that was just put on his shoulders. To go from the very best...to the very worst...was not the easiest thing to do. He knew failure and he hadn't felt it in a very long time, since he was young...as in 6 years old...when he first started playing on a team. He couldn't live this again...this horrible feeling...not again. And if he were to try out next year...the year after that...and even the year after that; that's all he would get, and that was failure.
He was never going to even look at another Quidditch ball. He never wanted to see anything related to the sport ever again. But it was fun to him and this angered him too. Why couldn't he do it? Why? That's all he wanted to know. What did that angry Asian boy do more than he? He hated this. He never wanted to feel this utterly cheated again. And the only way to do that was to quit that sport...forever...before he even started. But that would go against his ideals. He always finished what he's started. He could never quit...but it may be time for a first. He didn't know what to do anymore.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}Mood: TBA
He soon realized that he had never taken off his Quidditch stuff that he was given. As soon as he realized it, he took it off and heaved it into the nearest place. He didn't want to see it anymore. He hated everything about it. He sat there, still keeping the ball up as he thought about what he could do better, but the problem was, he didn't know what he could've done better. He competed at the best of his ability and was short ended. Soon enough, he lost all focus. He didn't know what was going on any longer. All he thought about was failure.
That's when he was jolted back to reality by an envelope. Theo quickly picked it up off of the ground, looking at it and then looking above to see where it came from, but there was no sign of anything...anywhere. He opened the envelope and read it to himself.
I keep my promises. For eleven years, I've been waiting for you to be ready and you are almost there. Soon enough fy mab. Mae'n dod. Keep up what you are doing
He read to himself in disbelief. What was this? My Son?. This couldn't be. There was no way it was him. Was this his...real father? It couldn't be. Why would he wait until now to even give him a glimmer of hope that he was still there? This didn't make any sense. Theo just sat there, thinking to himself about what just happened, somehow still keeping the ball up. He had to be on 250 juggles by now, but he slipped and it fell soon after he thought about it. He really didn't even care at this point. He wanted to know more, but this seemed to be the only contact he'd have with his father.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
(OOC: Please tell me if this needs a plot request. I don't know how far the line extends for a need of it)
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