Disclaimer: I only own Kat and Ophelia.
Ophelia was furiously writing and scratching out the written words. Wadded up paper littered her floor. She was getting frustrated with her assignment, more than usual.
Snatching her iced coffee up, she took a huge gulp before turning her attention back to her notebook.
"Lia?" A meek voice mumbled.
"What?" Ophelia snarled unintentionally. Her head snapped up, her brown eyes softening when she saw Kat and Chica timidly standing in the doorway. She felt her heart drop when she caught sight of the girls clasping each other's hands gently.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. She held her hand out. "What's up?"
Sharing a glance with Kat, Chica leaned in the room. "We're worried about you, you're more stressed than usual."
The older blonde tossed her notebook onto her nightstand. "I know, I'm sorry." She arched her back in an attempt to get rid of the stiffness as a result from hunching over.
"We get it, we're stressed too," Kat offered sincerely. "My next semester classes are all online."
Chica nodded. "Yeah, and I have a huge English paper that's worth half my grade."
"Gym?" Ophelia offered. It was the girls' usual go to to relieve stress.
"Yes!" Kat quickly agreed. She darted off to her room.
The two blondes stared at the empty spot the redhead just vacated. They enjoyed working out but not as much as Kat it seemed.
"Well, um," Chica stuttered. She looked over at Ophelia. "Meet you downstairs."
Ophelia nodded as Chica closed her door. Sighing, she downed her coffee and moved over to her closet.
"Guess I am just a little stressed," she muttered to herself.
A few minutes later, Chica bounded down the stairs and stopped dead in her tracks.
"Uh, when did this turn into a group outing?" She asked as she took in the guys geared up to work out. She glared at Ophelia, who shrugged in response.
"Aw, don't you like having a workout buddy, sweetheart?" Foxy teased as he grabbed a bottle of water.
"Just Kat and Ophelia," Chica replied, shrugging earnestly.
"Though Kat can be hard to keep up with," Bonnie commented honestly.
"No, you guys are just too slow," Kat argued as she stretched.
"There's nothing wrong with pacing yourself," Freddy pointed out. He almost withered at the glower he received from the redhead girl. "I'm just saying."
Ophelia distributed water bottles and hiked her gym bag up on her shoulder. "Let's head out."
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Kat breathed heavily as she ran on the treadmill. She increased her speed, sweating buckets as she ran.
"Kat, don't you think you should slow down?" Chica asked in concern from the next treadmill. She frowned when her friend shook her head. She resisted the urge to reach over and stop the machine in fear of accidentally hurting her friend.
"Kat, kickboxing is about to start," Bonnie called from behind the girls.
In one swift move, Kat wiped the machine down, stopped it, and leapt off. Swinging her bag over her shoulder, she strode over to the classroom and waited for Chica and Ophelia before Chica could even wipe her machine down.
"Was she overdoing it?" Bonnie whispered to Chica in concern.
Chica nodded in response. "I'm not sure why, she's very healthy."
"We might have to talk to Ophelia about that later."
"About what?" Ophelia asked, appearing seemingly out of nowhere with Freddy and Foxy behind her.
"Nothing," Chica lied. She caught Foxy's eyes and quickly averted her gaze. Why does he have to look so good?
Foxy smirked, liking the fact that Chica was starting to come around.
The group joined Kat in the classroom where the redhead was happily chatting with the instructor Charlotte.
"There you are," Charlotte teased with a light smile. "Pair up."
Chica wrapped her arm around Kat. "Mind if I steal her, Bon?" She asked.
"Be my guest," Bonnie replied. He turned to Freddy. "Fred?"
"Guess that leaves you and me," Foxy said to Ophelia.
Once the class was paired up, Charlotte passed out gloves. "Use them well." She instructed.
Ophelia groaned. "Foxy, stop hitting so hard," she whined.
Foxy raised an eyebrow. "What do you expect?"
The blonde groaned. "You'd think with how long I've been coming I'd be used to it."
"Bon, you can hit a little harder you know," Freddy said.
Kat swiftly dodged Chica's hand and smacked the pad she was holding. Smack!
"Good job guys," Charlotte bellowed as she made her rounds. "Don't be afraid to get a little aggressive."
"That's what she said," Foxy muttered. He yelped when Ophelia knocked him square in the jaw.
"Oops." The blonde smirked in faux surprise.
"You okay?" Chica asked in concern as she watched Kat sway slightly. "You're looking a bit sick."
"I'm fine," Kat insisted. She stumbled a bit, alarming the younger blonde.
"Hey." Chica grabbed Kat's arm to steady her. "How about we stop and go home?"
Kat shook her head. Chica nodded in argument as she grabbed her and Kat's bags.
"Class is almost over anyways," Chica reasoned. She pulled a sweaty Kat behind her. "Aren't you tired?"
"No."
"Hey, why did you leave?" Ophelia inquired as she caught up with the guys behind her.
"Kat was getting tired," Chica replied despite Kat's protests. "Yes you were, I could tell."
Kat let out a huff. "Fine, but I'm running back." With that, she broke out into a run.
"I'll catch up with her," Freddy assured the others and started sprinting.
"Ugh, I'm all sweaty," Ophelia groaned as she wiped her forehead.
Chica looked up ahead where she could see Kat and Foxy running. She caught Bonnie's eyes and shrugged.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Thanks for reading.