"What are you doing?" A fourteen year old Claire asked, giggling halfway through her sentence. She was sitting on the bleachers, watching Kim attempt to do a cartwheel, only to see her flip halfway before carelessly lying on the hardwood floor of Seaford High's gym. She saw her wipe imaginary beads of sweat off of her forehead before hopping back up to her feet and exclaiming as if she had won an Olympic Medal.
"Yeah, you look like a grandma on one of those Life Alert commercials." Grace, another girl Kim had kind of knew said as she stood up from the corner she had sat in, scoffing sarcastically. Kim faced the two unknown girls with her mouth hung open in offense. She tried to play it off cool by placing her hand on her hip, and the other one waving around dramatically.
"Oh yeah? Well I hope you know that I happen take gymnastics." A sly smirk came across her face as she flicked her hair, and soon curtsied the two as if she were a queen. Grace and Claire sneaked unbelievable glances at each other, both of them raising an eyebrow in a 'yeah right' expression.
"Hmm, you don't say..." Claire said sarcastically, eyeing the weird girl up and down. The blonde was wearing the official blue shorts and yellow shirts for the PE classes. Her honey blonde hair was tied back into a straight ponytail with a white ribbon wrapped around her rubber band. She topped the outfit off with some squeaky clean white sneakers. Grace looked at the girl too.
The three of us would make a pretty hot trio. Just imagine, with my brunette hair and hazel eyes, with the short blonde's silly remarks and moves, and the tall feisty looking redhead with green eyes and long curly hair.
"I'm Kim." Kim stuck both of her hands out, aiming them towards the two girls. They nodded and proudly shook each other's hands.
"I'm Grace." The teen with a mixture of brown, green, and blue eyes with straight brown hair that was halfway pulled back by a headband spoke first. Then the other eventually spoke up after.
"I'm Claire." The tal girl with the light freckles, dark green eyes, and redish hair that was up in a half pony said.
The three of them just stood in an awkward silence; Kim was rocking back and forth on her heels, Claire was bouncing her leg up and down, and Grace was just staring into space while biting the inside of her jaw.
"How come we've never seen you around before?" Claire randomly asked. The girls' attention soon snapped towards her. Kim pointed her finger in to her own chest before looking around questioningly.
"Who, me? Oh, I've been here all along," Claire's eyes almost bulged out of her skull, blinking them before widening again.
"You have?!" Claire asked.
"Oh my God, I remember you! You were the one did that little dance in the 6th grade! I remember it like it was yesterday, you were getting ready to do a little hoppy-thingy across the stage before you fell right off the-"
"Grace!"
"Ouch."
"No, that's okay. It's true. I'm actually a really bad dancer, watch." Kim unzipped her backpack and reached into it, making constipated faces as she couldn't find her iPod. She soon stopped as she found it and scrolled through the song list. She placed the device on the bleachers as it soon blasted Starships by Nicki Minaj. Not only did she not know how to dance, but her singing was pretty bad, too.
Claire and Grace looked at Kim in horror. She started doing her interpretive dance from the 6th grade during the intro of the song, right before she imitated a record scratching.
"This is my jam!" Kim placed one hand behind her head, and the other one behind her leg while biting her bottom lip intensively. Grace ran over to the iPod and turned it off quickly before helping Claire tame Kim.
"Honey, we need to teach you how to dance." Grace said before placing her hand over her racing heart from trying to calm Kim down. Kim hid her face in her hands from embarrassment, her cheeks quickly turning a shade of red. She let out some kind of whale noise before lifting her head, facing Claire's direction with pleading puppy dog eyes. Claire shook her head in a 'sorry-but-it's-true' motion, only to see Kim burry her face in her hands and making her whale noises into elephant noises.
"It's okay, kiddo. We'll try." Grace patted Kim's back lightly, heading over to the bleachers where the three sat. It was like a chain reaction; Kim was on the left, her head leaning on Grace, who was in the middle, and Claire was leaning her head against Grace's.
"Sigh. Didn't the lunch bell ring like, seventeen minutes ago?" Kim asked, her eyes gazing up at Claire and Grace.
"Yeah, I'm starving." As if it was on cue, Claire's stomach started growling. She moaned out in laziness, wanting to move but was too comfortable.
"I heard that the cafeteria's serving free pizza today." Grace said, adding her hunger in.
"Really?" Claire asked, looking at Grace.
Grace nodded her head yes, already knowing that when she paid for her lunch the other day, she heard Marge say it. The three immediately dashed towards the corridor like the Scooby Doo gang. Kim, being the littlest one, slipped between the two and started yelling and screaming crazy things like, "Boom goes the dynamite!", and "Who let the dogs out?!". The two girls trailed behind, walking at a fast pace while laughing as they watched the inner child come out of Kim.
"Hey kiddo, what's your last name?" Kim hopped up and down the stairs, not caring if the schools camera had caught her.
"Crawford. Kimberly Anne Crawford, but some people call me Crawfish. I don't mind," She reached the last of the steps and faced the two, looking at them with a confused look because they weren't breathing hard like her.
"So," Kim asked as she shrugged off the feeling. She had a new plan to get them pumped up.
"Whoever makes it first gets my leftovers!" Claire yelled, running out in the middle of her sentence. Luckily, the others caught it.
"Oh, you're on, sister!" Grace yelled after her.