<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/freida-pinto-wallpaper-04-12x9.jpg)</div><strong>Name/True Identity</strong>Isabella Estacia/Esmeralda<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sidelines/Stadium<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Checking sign up lists and prepping for the afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Meg and Darren, Open<br/><br/>Isabella's quick steps were slightly distracted as she glanced over her paper, making sure it was up to her high standards.<strong>"Damn, how'd I manage that one."</strong>she said, her pen carefully marking the mistake. She'd just have enough time if she hurried after her breakfast, to print off the edited copy. Man she should have taken that extra half hour before bed last night. But her pillow was beckoning her.<br/><br/>Head down she hardly noticed Meg and Darren, and looked up just as she came face to back with the<em>Sheriff</em>just as he was introducing himself to Meg.<strong>"Oh shi...I'm sorry, I..."</strong>she glanced Meg as she backed away a step gathering the papers that had dropped from her hand. They were everywhere and the morning dew had soaked a couple of them.<strong>"Damn. That's what I get..."</strong>she glanced one of the papers by Meg's feet, one of her try out flyers. Well so much for putting up a few more before taking down the list.<strong>"I'm sorry.."</strong>she said her eyes moving over the two, a pause evident as she looked over Darren.<br/><br/>