CHAPTER TWO

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The rest of the school period went by fleetingly till the final period, sport. Other female students at the school used the sport period for cheerleading practice, volleyball, swim or gymnastic practice while Nora spent her sports period in the wrestling ring with other boys on the team. After changing in the girls' locker room, Ruby went for cheerleading practice while Nora turned towards the gym for her wrestling practice.

On her way to the gym, she saw the basketball jocks running out to the field, through the locker room exit. Did they mop themselves with wet towels before practice?! She wondered as the muscular guys jogged out of their locker room, oozing testosterone. The female students, including Nora, gawked as they trooped out. This was one of the things she would miss about high school. Two months more and bye-bye sweaty hot jocks with fine, sexy muscles, bye-bye glorious high school teen spirit of rebellion and hello college where what you choose to study determines how your life would turn out.

When Nora entered the gym, her teammates were already doing laps around the gym, another sight to behold!

"Bennett! Nice of you to join us. Fall in now!" Mr Bradford's voice echoed through the gym. He was the wrestling team coach. Nora was the only female in Meadow High School wrestling team. Thanks to her membership, the school wrestling team had more trophies in the school's trophy case. Mr Bradford told her during a team practice that she was born with natural battle reflex. He once referred to her as a fighter who doesn't give up or know how to back down.

Nora hurriedly joined the other guys. Mason, her friend and teammate slowed down for her to cut in front of him. She got her strong figure from her years of martial arts training. She took karate lessons when she was six years old until she was ten. Then, she took judo and jit-su classes for about three years before joining the wrestling team. Marisa never understood her interest in learning martial art but enrolled her for the classes anyway.

After running five more lapses round the gym, Mr Bradford blew his whistle for them to stop. All the team members apart from Nora were out of breath.

"How are you not out of breath?" Lance, her team member said raspingly.

"Don't you know what they call her in the gym?" another team member, Jeff, answered. "Cyborg."

Nora widened her feet and crossed her arms on her tummy "Do you want to be kicked?"

"No, seriously, you rarely break a sweat in practice," Lance said, wiping sweat off his forehead.

"That is what happens when you take a lot of water," Nora said.

"Nooo, I don't think so. I think you are a cyborg," Jeff chaffed.

Nora kicked his leg. "Is that something an eighteen years old should say?" she snickered, "Cyborg?"

Jeff laughed, backing away from her kick.

"Alright! Team up, team A on my right, team B on my left! Hustle up!" Mr Bradford ordered. The students divided themselves into teams. Nora, Lance and Mason were in B team with 7 other students while team A had 9 students. Each team sat opposite each other on the waxed pine gym floor. "Roberto! Davis! Let's see what you've got!" Mr Bradford said, signalling to the two students, one from each team, to meet on the sparring mat. Davis was the first to tackle Roberto to the floor.

"Hey, you are coming to the party, right?" Mason said, seating on the floor next to Nora.

"What party?" she replied- not because she was interested in parties. She asked out of courtesy.

"Didn't hear about the party Kyle and his friends are throwing for every senior at the Vell Waterfall?"

"Kyle? Kyle Marshall? the Mayor's son?"

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