Saving Her

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Yeah, PE is hell.

Coach Natasha, who I learned likes to yell, had us run three laps around the gym plus fifty push-ups.

It wasn't the laps or push-ups that were hard; it was the planks. Exercise be damned.

Coach called me over after class ended. As I walked by, I heard a lot of 'oh' and 'she's getting her ass kicked.'

"You needed me, Coach?" I ask once I stood in front of her.

At nearly six foot and the piercing black eyes, she certainly knew how to scare someone.

"You performed well today, Westfire. You nearly caught up to the guys on the football team. Do you play any sports outside of school?" She asks me.

I shake my head. "No ma'am. One of my foster moms was a trainer and dancer, so every day she would make me run laps and helped me with dancing." Even though I'll never admit it, I love dancing, but most of my foster families didn't want to waste money on me when they knew they weren't going to adopt me.

"Huh. Have you ever thought about sports? We have volleyball, tennis, soccer -" She starts droning on.

I cut her off. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." I started walking towards the locker room.

"You know, my niece is a dancer. Her studio is looking for people to teach classes, if you're interested in that."

I turn around and see Coach Natasha holding a business card in her outstretched hand. I warily take the card and thank her, rushing to the locker room so I could go to lunch.

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"You bitch!" Amy screams as I catch up to her in the hall.

"What did I do?" I ask innocently, heading towards my locker in the process.

She leans against the locker next to mine while I enter the combination and shove my books inside.

"You didn't tell me that you're crazy athletic!" She scowls and pinches my arm.

I wince. "You never asked. Plus, why does it matter?" I shut my locker door and follow her to wherever we're heading.

"It matters because you made everyone else look like idiots while you basically owned the football team." Jason cuts in, coming in between us and slinging an arm over mine and Amy's shoulder.

"Eavesdropping is a huge turn off for friendships, you know that, right?" I scowl and remove his arm from my shoulder. I'm not too fond of human contact.

"Well who's the real loner, new girl?" He smirks.

I send him a glare. "Where the hell are we going anyways?"

"Juniors and Seniors have open campus. We're heading over to Subway if you wanna join." Amy says while opening one of the front doors.

I shrug. "It's not like I have anything better to do."

Jason sends me a mischievous smile. "Just a heads up: We may or may not be slightly - okay, very - mental."

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A/N:

Merry Christmas Eve to those who celebrate Christmas! Due to holiday spirit, here's another update!!

Huh. Slightly mental? I wonder what Jason's talking about....

New chapter coming soon to a computer near you!

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-L&M 💜

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