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Matthew made sure he wasn't late, although he doubted anyone would even notice his absence if he was.

Matthew returned the smile. "I should be getting to class about now. I'll meet up with you guys when I'm done."

Matthew laughed a little. "Well, Herr Ludwig can be scary with how he teaches. I doubt it'll be too bad, though."

Matthew gave him a sympathetic smile. "Good luck with that. At least I like maths."

Matthew finished dressing soon, never one to take long to get dressed. He joined Riley, smiling a bit. "I have math next with..." He checked his schedule quickly. "Mr. Kirkland."

I think we should slow down a bit for people to catch up. And I'm thinking it's American football.

Matthew just kind of watched all of this, a bit surprised at the amount of energy going into the game. He didn't know anyone before this who put so much into a simple game.

Matthew let out another apology, feeling a bit bad about not making it get to Cameron. He then ran over to try and help some more,

Matthew nodded, throwing it in a very shaky spiral towards Cameron. He yelled an apology after it for his bad throw.

Matthew looked at him with wide eyes, not entirely sure what he was supposed to be doing. He'd never had actual instruction in the game, so he didn't know. Heck, he wasn't even good at throwing the ball.

Matthew picked himself up, deciding to try to play the game again. He'd at least pay enough attention to not get knocked over this time.

He was just kind of dazed at the moment, only taking in a small amount of what Riley said. "He has way too much energy sometimes..." He blinked a few times. "I guess you're Jensen, then. I'm Matthew, but I really don't care if you come up with a nickname like he did."

Matthew was startled, to say the least, about getting tripped over. He carefully sat up, wincing a little as he fixed his glasses. "It's fine. I should have moved out of the way." He did hurt, the hard floor not at all comforting to him, but he'd probably just end up a bit bruised. "Thanks for...

He tried to think of something he was supposed to do in the game, although it's been ages since the last time he even glanced at a game or attempted to play.

He got a look of discomfort on his face, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. He had never played a more formal game of it before, so he wasn't entirely sure what to do.

Matthew kept up with everyone in the warm up laps, shifting from foot to foot while around the teacher. He'd never been too comfortable in crowds, so he was relieved when they were dispersed into teams. Thankfully he was with the other two, joining the huddle. He wasn't experienced with football...