Lucas Brook
If Lucas had planned to have this time after school, he would either of arranged it on a day that he had PE so he could use his PE kit, or otherwise he would of simply brought his kit so he wasn't at a disadvantage which he clearly was. What he was wearing made every different, even the little things which don't seem so big can have quite an effect, wearing the right clothes meant the difference between winning and losing, even if it didn't seem to have much relevance at all. Nevertheless, this was not a game to be won but simply one he could have fun with. If he won, then fantastic, if he drew, pretty awesome, if he lost, the best guy won. Quincy didn't have to be here doing all this if he didn't want to so he truly appreciated that.
Infact, getting to know Quincy a bit better over the past few months, he's begun to get used having him round. Sure he cared about his mother and not so much about his father, but having a brother certainly made a difference and like kit, it seemed like something little but it meant alot. How much it meant he wasn't so sure with what's been going on in his mind, what with Quincy being with him now while Chel was not. Lucas had judged him pretty quickly when they first met with what he knew about him, but it seemed that he was pretty cool and it was pretty cool having a brother, a big brother he wasn't so sure about but he was an ideal role-model except for the whole 'gay' thing which had been infecting his own mind set. He was a good influence as well as bad influence too it seemed.
After missing the score, he turned to Quincy and saw him smile, "Well. At least you were close", before collecting the ball and spinning it with a single fingle which was awesome. He had only played this game today to fill in, but watching him a few moments ago and doing that neat trick, he felt Quincy had more to offer. "Alright. How do you wanna play? We could just keep shootin' hoops or we could play till someone scores 20. And do you want rules or no?". "You should never offer no rules or it would be snatched out of your hand", he said with a brief laughter following, before his face straightened, "I want to get that throw right first, because there is no way I'm gonna be able to beat ya if the ball doesn't even go in when I want it to", as he lifted his hands to catch the ball, doing such to trigger Quincy to throw the ball to him.
He thought about a game, but it was useless playing until he got some practice, as he dribbled the ball back to the spot where he had shot it before, where he believed the spot was anyway but it was close. Thinking aloud, Lucas dribbled the ball on the spot as he spoke looking down at the ball, "Y'know, we should probably do this more often. Maybe your skills will rub off on me", deciding to stop being such a stuck-up, ignore what was going on in his mind and accept him. If Quincy had feelings for him, he would of made a move on him already, the greatest opportunity being their moment in bed before the wedding, before they were step-brothers, but he did not take any action so he was pretty safe except for his own thoughts which he felt were pretty messed-up, but perhaps Quincy could help in that regard since it would continually tell him he was not interested and that he can just focus on Chel. Sounded like a good plan to him so his mind could rest at ease.
"You won the school match, so if you want some brotherly advice, I'd say why not join on the team on a permanent basis, you can then enter competitions then and win some bucks and it's never dull", he suggested as he turned to him with a smile, before throwing the ball towards the net only to miss it again making him laugh as he jogged to the ball, "Not all guys can shoot like you, look at me", as he dribbled back to his position and then asking, "Do you know what I'm doing wrong?", hoping for some brotherly advice in return.
Lucas enjoyed sports, who could say no to sports, but unlike Quincy, Lucas was not a pro at basketball but it was fun to play, just that he couldn't play it so well. Thinking of his suggestion to Quincy, he began to wonder if there was a sport he could do well in to compete and keep on the move, as to be honest, Lucas hadn't really thought much about what to do after college, though he had quite a few options from his dreams in his youth of being a fireman, policeman, a doctor, but as to putting such into practice, he wasn't so sure.
Infact, getting to know Quincy a bit better over the past few months, he's begun to get used having him round. Sure he cared about his mother and not so much about his father, but having a brother certainly made a difference and like kit, it seemed like something little but it meant alot. How much it meant he wasn't so sure with what's been going on in his mind, what with Quincy being with him now while Chel was not. Lucas had judged him pretty quickly when they first met with what he knew about him, but it seemed that he was pretty cool and it was pretty cool having a brother, a big brother he wasn't so sure about but he was an ideal role-model except for the whole 'gay' thing which had been infecting his own mind set. He was a good influence as well as bad influence too it seemed.
After missing the score, he turned to Quincy and saw him smile, "Well. At least you were close", before collecting the ball and spinning it with a single fingle which was awesome. He had only played this game today to fill in, but watching him a few moments ago and doing that neat trick, he felt Quincy had more to offer. "Alright. How do you wanna play? We could just keep shootin' hoops or we could play till someone scores 20. And do you want rules or no?". "You should never offer no rules or it would be snatched out of your hand", he said with a brief laughter following, before his face straightened, "I want to get that throw right first, because there is no way I'm gonna be able to beat ya if the ball doesn't even go in when I want it to", as he lifted his hands to catch the ball, doing such to trigger Quincy to throw the ball to him.
He thought about a game, but it was useless playing until he got some practice, as he dribbled the ball back to the spot where he had shot it before, where he believed the spot was anyway but it was close. Thinking aloud, Lucas dribbled the ball on the spot as he spoke looking down at the ball, "Y'know, we should probably do this more often. Maybe your skills will rub off on me", deciding to stop being such a stuck-up, ignore what was going on in his mind and accept him. If Quincy had feelings for him, he would of made a move on him already, the greatest opportunity being their moment in bed before the wedding, before they were step-brothers, but he did not take any action so he was pretty safe except for his own thoughts which he felt were pretty messed-up, but perhaps Quincy could help in that regard since it would continually tell him he was not interested and that he can just focus on Chel. Sounded like a good plan to him so his mind could rest at ease.
"You won the school match, so if you want some brotherly advice, I'd say why not join on the team on a permanent basis, you can then enter competitions then and win some bucks and it's never dull", he suggested as he turned to him with a smile, before throwing the ball towards the net only to miss it again making him laugh as he jogged to the ball, "Not all guys can shoot like you, look at me", as he dribbled back to his position and then asking, "Do you know what I'm doing wrong?", hoping for some brotherly advice in return.
Lucas enjoyed sports, who could say no to sports, but unlike Quincy, Lucas was not a pro at basketball but it was fun to play, just that he couldn't play it so well. Thinking of his suggestion to Quincy, he began to wonder if there was a sport he could do well in to compete and keep on the move, as to be honest, Lucas hadn't really thought much about what to do after college, though he had quite a few options from his dreams in his youth of being a fireman, policeman, a doctor, but as to putting such into practice, he wasn't so sure.