A Black & White Documentary: A Titan's Biography

Hey, Hey, Hey, Goodbye

"Now, you're sure you can do this?" Coach Boone asks Dahlia as she stands up from her previous spot across from him and the other coaches. She was asked to meet with them after practice that day and gladly agreed to sit and speak with them, but she didn't expect it to be about something so important. She scratches at her arm a bit in unease, but nods regardless.

"You can trust that I'll try my best, Coach Boone." She responds with a wary, but sweet smile as she begins to make her way towards the door.

"All right then," Coach Boone nods, "Nice doing business with you, Ms. Black." He calls after her as the young woman reaches the door. Dahlia seems to hesitate before turning around to look back at the coaches.

"You know I'd do anything for the team, Coach." She speaks softly while gripping the door in determination before finally taking her leave. The coaches each smile at her words before turning to look towards each other.

"You sure about this?" Coach Yoast speaks up looking at Boone in question. It's not that he didn't believe in the female Titan, but it was an awful lot to ask of her.

"I agree, she ain't nothin' but a child!" Coach Hinds adds in. Coach Boone simply smirks as he brings his fists to his chin in thought.

"Ms. Black can do it. She has a natural charm about her that is sure to work in her favor," He explains bluntly to the coaches.

"Even if that's true, she's only a girl. This 'charm' can only take her so far." Coach Tyrell spoke up causing the other three to glance at him sharply. This statement may have been true for this day and age that they lived in, but it was insulting nonetheless.

"She can do it. She's a Titan," Coach Boone states with a tone that ends the conversation.

Dahlia was honored that the coaches trusted her with this new task, but she was nervous for it at the same time. She shrugs it off to the back of her mind and determinedly tells herself that she can do it, if not at least she'd try.

"I know! I know!" She hears suddenly from around the hall. In her fright she jumps slightly and stumbles against someone's door. She mentally curses herself for being so clumsy and moves so that she was leaning on the wall instead of a door. It was pretty late and everyone was supposed to be in bed by now.

"Who could be on the phone at this time?" She quietly ponders to herself as she continues to listen to the unpleasant sounding conversation taking place over the phone.

"What!?" She hears the player shriek into the phone slightly. Dahlia frowns to herself and cringes as she hears the angry bark from the other side of the line. It was then, that the door closest to her cracks open causing her to jump once again. She abruptly turns to see a sleepy Gerry squinting at her in confusion.

"Doll?" He asks in a groggy voice, causing Dahlia to quickly hold a finger to her mouth before pointing at her ear, telling him to keep quiet and listen. He furrows his brows slightly before he catches an earful of the argument going down just around the hall.

"Do you know who's talking on the phone?" She whispers to him as he quietly comes out of his room and closes the door.

"I think it's Alan." He spoke back quietly as he leans against the wall next to her. Dahlia brows shoot up and glances at him again before realizing he was in his boxers. She seems to stare at him for a bit before shooting him a disapproving look and mumbling "gross" under her breath. This causes Gerry to chuckle at her response. Not many girls would have that exact reaction to him being in his boxers.

"Who's he fightin' with?" She asks again while tilting her head slightly ignoring Gerry's lack of pants. She was just thankful he was wearing a shirt otherwise this would've been a heck of a lot more awkward.