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" What I can expect from McKinley Community College? "
↳ Adopted by two brilliant women when he was just a young boy, Brody was taught early on that whatever he wanted out of life, he could have. Always willing to give their son a chance to try out his interests, they agreed to any little whim he had - within reason - and signed him up for various lessons. But what seemed to really stick were the classes and sports that had Brody active - dancing, t-ball, peewee soccer… It was clear that Brody was a natural athlete and it was something that he loved - and it was something that helped with the ADHD that he would later be diagnosed with. He loved the camaraderie, he loved the adrenaline that pumped through his veins and, more importantly, he loved the sound of the crowd going wild.
As he grew older, he began to dabble in more and more sports to find one that really called to him, but really, it seemed as though he fit in with almost any of them. He was a great runner, quick and light on his feet, so he was quick to become a natural on the fields where running was important, and he was agile and nimble, so things like cheerleading and karate came natural to him, too. And by the time he was getting ready to go to high school, many of them were offering him a spot on their varsity teams - even as a freshman.
Once he began to mature and reach puberty, though, he realized that his athleticism made him a popular choice among people of all genders - and his charming, dimpled smile and bright eyes didn’t hurt, either. And with his athleticism and his prowess in whatever sport he decided to entertain the notion with, came a popularity. But despite being popular, Brody still remained a kind soul - the kind of boy that his moms raised him to be - and he never let his popularity get to his head. And while he might enjoy the attention and the dates he managed to get, he was always respectful to the people that he wound up dating.
But even his popularity couldn’t stop him from being bullied. He could hear the whispers of some of his teammates and even their parents, wondering how he could grow into a man without the presence of a mother, and it wasn’t until his junior year that he finally got fed up with the bullying. Two of his teammates from the football team approached him, telling him that he wasn’t going to be a real star because he didn’t know what it meant to be a man, and that was enough for him. Using his knowledge in karate and wrestling, he managed to take them both down - knocking one of them out before putting the other in a submission hold - and it was there that Brody found his passion. Fighting.
It was odd, of course, given the fact that he was definitely not the type of guy one would expect to enjoy fighting - he came off as more of a pacifist - but he figured that consensual fighting couldn’t hurt, right? So after getting his mothers to agree, he began to take lessons in mixed martial arts and after graduating high school, he moved to Vegas in the hopes to wind up getting attention from the UFC so he could become the next fighter to contend for a belt.
Two years were spent in Vegas to no avail and, per the agreement he had with his mothers, he was to enroll in a college. But doing so after two years out of school was difficult, and since his grades weren’t exactly the best, he knew that he’d have to go to a community college. Going to the college that was in his mothers’ town was an easy decision, because he did miss his mothers, and he knew that he could handle it’s classes relatively easy.
Though he’s a couple years older than some of the kids in his class, Brody is already a guy that most of them know - simply because he is seen as the jock with a heart of gold, as well as the heart-throb. As a member of the boxing, wrestling and even cheerleading teams - because it helps keep him limber - Brody is eager to be able to help bring McKinley Community College’s name back from the wreckage and make this school great… and with three years of schooling left, he’s sure he can do it.
At least, as long as he can help save the school.
↳ @thebestweston: To the guy that stared at me for five minutes when I was on the benchpress - I lift about three-ninety. If that’s not why you were looking at me, well… thanks for the compliment ;)
↳ @thebestweston: Nothing like a sunrise jog to wake you up in the morning. #coffeeisfortheweak
↳ @thebestweston: If anyone is interested in learning self-defense, I’m holding free lessons in the community center this Saturday.
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