FL - Temptation

IV. Blush

NATHALIE'S POV:

Friday. Finally!! It has been an incredibly slow week. One itty bitty thing, is that we have sports...in the first 2 classes...and it's March. I do like sports, but I always dread the first 2.

The teachers also seem to be dreading today. I've walked around the school once, and most people just seem off. Yesterday, Ms. Ashton looked very down, she's usually energetic and a sunshine, really, but she just didn't seem to be here.
Mr. Oliver too. Like when soon you have to do something you don't want to. Alana thinks they've broken up.

"Nath?!", someone brings me out of my daze.

"Umm, yeah, yeah...I'm here." Oh yeah, true. I'm in the library.

"I've asked you like twice already...what will you do this weekend?", Alana says. Yeah, I did hear someone calling, but people can be talking in my head.

"Uhmm...I dunno, maybe draw or something. Sorry, I was lost in thought, am still not back."

The bell rings. "But you will be back, 'cause now we have sports!", she grabs my hand and pulls me up from the chair and starts dragging me out. "Bye, Mrs. Christina!"

We run towards our classroom. I walk, rather than run. Alana just sprints, seriously, I can't keep up with this girl...

Sports is nice - if the teachers are nice - but recently, since we investigate, it's just more fun. Not real investigation, we're such amateurs, but who cares?
Let's see in what mood some people are today.
The walk to the hall is just the usual. We're in 3rd grade, so we can go alone, which doesn't help, since we can't teacher-watch. :)

Yes, that's Mr. Oliver's car, I think to myself while walking. I keep watching for a white car, Mrs. Maria's.
I look to the right again. White car. But is that an Opel? Looks like Ms. Ashton's. But that can't be. No, that can't be.

"Girl? Is that Ms. Ashton's car?", I tap Alana's shoulder and point. "The white Opel?"

"I don't - ugh, could be, not sure..."

As if on cue...

"We're with Ms. Ashton!", someone yells across the sidewalk. Me and Alana both whip around and run towards that person.

"Since when?", Alana asks. Lily turns her phone towards us.

"Wait what?", I look at it astonished. "Actually?"

"Yeah, what about it? We know her.", she turns her phone away, confused.

"Yeah, yeah.", I shrug, dragging my friend back to where we were. I give her a side-eye, and we both smirk.

Once in the parking lot, I confirm that the Opel is in fact Ms. Ashton's.

We turn left in the sports hall. Alana sprints down the hallway, swings open our changing room's door and yells "Good morning!" on full volume. Typical.

Once I'm there too I - to no one's surprise - see Ms. Ashton. And she is a full sunshine. Yesterday she wasn't even fond of life.

After changing, we step out onto the field and see Mr. Oliver starting to set up the "Ninja Warrior" thing. Yes! Now that we're investigating, an "agent training" - as I call it - will be perfect.

"Morning. Help me set this up, then three rounds running.", Mr. Oliver says, not even looking up. Which we do. We do help him and stand up in a line.

"So, as you can see, we're doing Ninja Warrior. But first three rounds running - as I said before - as warm-up.", Mr. Oliver begins.

And after what felt like an enternity we stop the rounds.

"And now that that's done, Ninja Warrior.", Mr. Oliver walks towards it. "We've done this before, nothing crazy. You go around this 2-3 times and then we'll time it. The first time, I'll show you one or two."