Addison had just sat down from throwing his lunch away when Mr. Z came on the intercom. "...Paintball..." He cocked an eyebrow curiously. Paintball could be fun... just as he was about to stand, Vincent joyously shouted in triumph, knocking over his coke can. The contents of the can spilled over and wet the side of Addie's jeans. "Frickin- Vincent!" He groaned angrily. It was a good thing he'd brought extra clothes for the games. The first game of the year was always something sporadic and surprising. 

Addie stood and walked out of the lunch rooms towards the locker rooms. He changed into his black sweatpants and dark red under armor shirt. He hurriedly rushed to the team's base, where people were getting ready. Everyone received masks and guns. Addie checked his gun over and then nodded to everyone else. He looked down to the others - as he towered above most. "Ready..."