La Glace

The First Practice

Phos sat in the corner in her room, legs brought up to her chest as she hugged them close. A deadpanned look on her face as her blueish green eyes followed the intruder in her room, who looked around at her stuff. She wasn't an intruder, per say, but she didn't like the fact that Antarc was looking at all her belongings on shelves, which held snow globes and knickknacks galore. On the pale cream walls held signed posters of famous ice skaters and pictures of her family. Cousins, best friends, her own father, you named it. Amid the messy room held an array of soft, small stuffed animals, which either laid on the ground or were scattered along her bedroom wall. Bookshelves lined near her tall, white door were filled with books and novels, all about ice skating or just random fictional stories.

Despite the comfort of her chaotic room she came to love, she sat in the corner on her bed, curled up as she kept a close eye on Antarc. The white-haired woman ran her fingers along the shelves, looking at the dusty finger when she was finished before she rubbed it on her black leggings. She spared a glace to Phos, silver-blue eyes narrowing a bit before she curtly turned to her, hands going to her hips.

"From what I can tell," Antarc huffed. "you don't take care of your room much. Meaning you can be quite careless."

Phos blushed deeply, finding embarrassment within that statement and utter offense. She held her mouth agape, shoulders tensed.

"Wha- What?! I do take care of my room! I'm not careless!"

"Then clean your room. I barely know you, after all, so this is a bit of a bad first impression."

Phos grumbled as she hid within herself a bit more before she dramatically got up from her bed. She picked up the papers from school and her stuffed animals, mumbling minor insults about Antarc, which she didn't mean. Antarc watched, her face remaining harsh as she moved her arms from her hips to her chest, crossing them in a motherly fashion. Every time Phos tried to stop and look to Antarc, the woman just glared back at the teen, who squeaked and went back to work.

This kept going until the room's floor was visible, causing Phos to groan dramatically once again and fall onto the bed, face in the pillows. Antarc narrowed her eyes before walking over and slapping her back. Phos yelled out as she grabbed her back and rolled off the bed and onto pillows, causing a held back snort from Antarc. The two had met a total of three days ago and they just now got the chance to talk. Antarc said it was important for a coach to know their students' weaknesses and strengths. So, like any sane coach (not), she barged right into Phos' room and began looking at everything. Kongo apparently thought it was a grand idea, being that he was in the hallway the first five minutes with a smile on his face, having a nice conversation with the coach.

And now they are here, the two bickering over the whole secrets of Phosphophyllite and how Phos denies all the weaknesses. She just didn't see it! And she was embarrassed if others did.

"Like I said: Careless." Antarc spoke up as Phos laid on the ground, a complaining groan coming from the teal haired girl. Slowly, Phos sat up, looking at Antarc with another deadpanned look. Antarc simply stared back. "Careless for your surroundings, and in turn for yourself. Your bed isn't even made."

"Is this some kind of ploy to make me clean my room? Did Dad set you up to this?" Phos asked, being oddly skeptical as she stared at Antarc, who seemed more irritated now. She had no clue that this soon-to-be adult was acting like a child. Just who did she think she was?

"If you must know, this isn't what your father put me into. My job is to coach you. I am simply doing this for my own benefit to see what kind of person you are."

"What?! But all you've done is insult me!" Phos said as she stood to her feet. She probably had done it a little too quickly, because she felt her balance shift, causing the girl to squeak as she tripped over her own two feet. She yelped as she began to fall before a pair of gloved hands caught her, making her blink in surprise. She looked up with those curious pair of eyes before seeing it was Antarc who caught her, who held the serious face that Phos was starting to get used to.