●Classes.
___PE(8:00AM-9AM), ({Y/N}, Catra, Adora)History(9:10AM-10:15AM, ({Y/N}, Catra)
English(10:25AM-11:30AM),(Bow, Glimmer, {Y/N})
[BREAK(11:30AM-12:30)],
Geometry(12:40PM-1:40PM),({Y/N}, Adora)
***Take bus home at (2:00PM)[PE(8:00AM)]
Catra and Adora sit on a metal bench in the baseball court after finishing their mile run. They talk between themselves and notice {Y/N} running his laps with the boys class. He is clearly pushing himself struggling in last plce but still going for an extra lap. Catra watches, her tail waving, "Aww, the poor baby." Adora nods, "He is trying though which is good for him. After all, he spent his summer inside; had to drag him out just to see him."
Catra chuckles, "He is a shut in. But still I like him for how soft he is. For an introvert he is cute." Adora looks at Catra confused, "Did I hear that right, no way are you still interested?" Catra flicks her tail at Adora, "hmp I bet I could win him over easy. A softie like him needs someone strong after all." Adora smirks, "uh huh, are you sure you could get him in those claws of yours? I am sorry but I think you would scare him away Catra. You don't have that gentle touch like me." Catra looks at her eye to eye. Both of them silent for a moment.
"I bet I could get him." Catra just paws her cheek with the back of her claws, Adora grinning, "Now now we are friends, this is just a playful competition so I won't ruin your chances with him."
[BREAK(11:30AM)]
A tray of food is place across from me, and another is placed right next to my tray. Adora sits across the table and waves at me with a smile; she wears a Brightmoon jersey, with a white muscle shirt under it, and grey sweats. After waving at me she starts to enjoy her food. Catra sits next to me giving a merow to catch my attention. Looking over at her; she wears a dark red and black flannel over a black shirt, with blue jeans on.
Catra speaks before eating her food, "God {Y/N} you really wanted to make yourself passout for the class." Her tail waves as she speaks, patting my back, "Me and Adora were watching you after we finished our exercises, watching you run you really tried to fit an extra lap in."
Adora smiles, "{Y/N} was struggling to run after the second lap though. I mean you only did three laps. I would not have counted you falling to the finish line as a lap. But you did great for effort."
I respond to them before I eat, "Hey give me a break, it is the the first day. I will get used to doing cardio again after a few weeks." Catra leans her body against mine and shakes her head.
"Nah I don't think so dude, you might get lazy, but you have two strong girls here who make sure you run those full laps." I sigh as I start to eat. Enjoying my food before responding.
"uh huh, you two can get a bit rough though. So please try not to get me to fall and eat shit on the track like last year."
Adora perks up, "Okay that was just by mistake I didn't mean to push you too hard. Just glad it was just bruises and not scratches." Catra just giggles a bit before petting my head. We finished our food after a short while, with the bell ringing for the next class.All three of us started walking together as we headed in the direction of our classes. As we do I speak up, "Hold Adora I just need to use the restroom real quick." We walk to one nearby, and I leave them to talk when I head in, "Catra he may be too shy to point it out, but you got closer than usual."
"Well I am trying to make it obvious, but he does not notice."
"I think you should see it as him not thinking you would like him. I honestly thought you liked a bad boy than a good one." Catra perks up and speaks quickly, " Y-yeah well I find his kind to be easier to care for. They don't need much except some attention to keep happy." She stops and I can see a slight blush on Catra as I walk out of the bathroom, "Sorry, made it as quick as I could."
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Legit Just a High School Version of Shera And The Princesses of Power
Random-Source for art is unknown and it ain't mine -Just a high school themed fanfic. Mainly going to be a dump of feel "too good to be true" high school stuff. A slight itch of trying to do simple stuff for events and such for me. Oh and FOREVER HIGH SCH...