"I have never heard something so awful!" Bow said as he, Entrapta, and Scorpia met in the school's library the next day, attempting to discuss the current situation between Adora and Catra.

"Problem is, I don't think that Adora really knows the full extent of it because she isn't the kind to just sit and ignore all of that," Scorpia said, brow furrowing as she glanced around to make sure that no one was within hearing range before she added

"I just wish there was a way to force them to talk to each other."

"I got it!" Bow exclaimed after a while, making all three of them thank their stars that the library was basically empty.

"The spring fling is coming up. I'll convince Glimmer to help and we'll basically set them two up, not on a date or anything but like...make them interact and talk to each other. I mean most people go to have fun and I don't remember Adora ever actually dancing before." he continued once he had the girl's attention.

"Come to think about it, Catra doesn't either. Are you sure that's a good idea?" Entrapta questioned, earning a chuckle from Scorpia.

"Catra's in hedgehog mode. If she thinks she can ruin Adora's night she'll go...unexpected to get stuck talking to Adora."

"Don't expect me to do any more than bringing it up because the last time I ticked her off she threatened to break my gaming PC and I am not rebuilding that again!" Entrapta stated, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I take it that happened before?"

"Oh yeah, she downloaded something and it sent the whole thing into a frenzy...Took me hours just to figure out what the problem was!"

"Why do you even try? I mean, she basically has been a total jerk every time you have spoken to her." Glimmer began as she and Adora entered the gym.

"Because I want to know why she is being like this. I mean she keeps mentioning Beatrix but I have no idea what happened!" Adora answered, sighing before dropping her bag onto the bleachers.

"Come on, we'd better go changed."

It didn't take long for her to get changed for P.E but as she was putting the rest of her clothing away in a locker for practice later that day, she heard someone walk up to her.

"Hey Adora."

Adora who didn't expect someone to basically speak right into her ear jolted at the sudden noise-banging her head on the top shelf of her locker in response.

"You know, for someone who never wants to speak to me again you sure are chatty." She quipped, turning to face Catra who just smirked and leaned against the door.

"Who else is there to talk to in this sweat covered hell? Everyone here is an ass, Octavia hates my guts and Sparkles over there keeps leering at me like I have the plague. Who the hell comes up with that kind of name anyway?" Catra responded as Adora nudged her out of the way to shut the door.

"Her name is Glimmer and she is one of my best friends and besides that, you're a fine one to talk when the name you prefer is Catra." Adora retorted, earning a huff in response.

"You helped me come up with that name, remember? A play on the name Katrina or something and anything is better than Cyra after Shadow Weaver wore it out." Catra retorted, much to Adora's surprise.

"Shadow Weaver? You remember that? Man, that feels like it happened ages ago!"

Catra couldn't help but sigh as she regarded the blonde, memories of bygone years flooding back for her.

"That's because it was." She answered, ready to walk away when a hand suddenly grabbed hers.

"Catra, I really am sorry about the other day. I had no idea you were afraid of water."

Catra could tell that Adora wasn't lying about that at least.

"Don't worry about it."

Catra tried to pull away but found that the blonde was stronger than she looked.

"No, I know I shouldn't have laughed and I..."

Catra chose that moment to cut her off because she was not going to let Adora guilt her into feeling bad again. No way, no how.

"If the next two words are either I'm sorry or any of its variants I will personally make you wish that you hadn't gone there!"

She said, hoping to sound at least somewhat threatening however a ghost of a smile just came over Adora's features.

"Okay, I won't say it.

Catra didn't know why she was still walking with Adora or why she was even listening to her but something seemed to draw her back to Adora, forcing her to stay and endure the inevitable trip down memory lane. Catra wanted to blame the fact that Adora really hadn't changed much since they were just children, but she knew even nostalgia wouldn't make conversation come as easy as it seemed to now that the ice was broken.

But this was wrong wasn't it? Catra couldn't help but wonder because after all, hadn't Adora abandoned her?

"You know, when I first moved in with Mara I couldn't sleep like at all because I was so used to you being somewhere in the room, even if it was curled up almost under my bed...Well until you saw that mouse."

Catra shot the other girl a glare at that.

Again, you know those things creep me out, Adora.

"When are you going to let it go? You literally put a rubber mouse in my Cereal bowl as an April fools prank once." Catra said, crossing her arms over her chest as Adora burst into laughter.

"Oh come on, you seriously can't still be mad about that! We were ten! Besides, you literally caught a beetle and put it in my water bottle as payback!"

Catra couldn't help it anymore, she laughed. It was just too easy falling back into the same patterns no matter how desperately she didn't want to. It just seemed to come naturally.

"Hey, if anyone uses a weakness against me I'm using theirs on them! Besides, I have a reason to hate anything even remotely rodent." Catra retorted, realizing quickly that she had said too much and probably would end up getting interrogated if she didn't find a way to change the topic quickly.

"Hey, you were captain of the Junior high team, right? Let's see what you're made up because I doubt you can keep up with me!" she said, hoping that the blonde would take the bait.

And it worked.

Both Adora's lungs and legs felt as though they were on fire by the time that Catra had stopped running, barely winded from the exertion.

"What's wrong Princess? Can't keep up? Maybe I'll be captain this time around!" Catra jeered, only to be waved off.

"As long as I don't have to race you again, you can have it. When did you get so fast?" Adora panted in response.

"More like when did you get so slow? You used to be able to keep up!" Catra countered smugly before adding in a more serious tone "Honestly, I think it has to do with gymnastics. I signed up so I could stay as far away from Beatrix as I could. Needless to say, I carpooled to contests a lot but it was worth it."

Catra knew that it was only half the truth but Adora didn't need to know that.

"That would explain why you basically turn into a liquid...If you don't end up team captain by next year, no one will."

Catra couldn't believe what she was hearing. Adora had to be baiting her, right? She wasn't good at soccer or any other team sport, hell, she wouldn't have even taken gymnastics had it not been for needing something to keep her mind off of the intrusive thoughts that had practically consumed her for a while.

"Keep on dreaming, blondie. You always get picked for everything. It's always Adora does it best and Adora is better! Like seriously even after you left, everyone was still comparing people to you!"

Catra couldn't keep the bitterness out of her tone, especially since a voice in the back of her mind seemed to be saying: You'll never be as smart or talented as Adora is! You are nothing compared to her, dirt before her feet.

"Cat, come on. You are just as talented as I am! Especially where planning is involved. Just because Beatrix Weaver basically brainwashed you..." Adora began, although Catra cut her off with:

"She did not brainwash me!"

Ignoring her former best friend, Adora continued "She made you believe that you were not worth anything Catra, do you think that I cared about winning against you? Or that I cared when you made better grades on something than I did? Well, I didn't because I knew that was the only time you felt worth anything!"

Adora sounded so angry that it caught Catra off guard.

Since when did she become so morally infested?

"Catra, I remember you would cry into your pillow late at night. I remember how afraid you were of them despite how brave you tried to act. I don't know what they did to you but I sure as hell didn't want that for my best friend."

Catra wasn't sure how to respond to that. How could she?

One part of her actually believed Adora, or at least wanted to while another part of her didn't.

But Adora had always been bad at lying—at least to Catra—But now, now that everything had changed so much between them, how could she be sure?

"Save your pity for someone else Adora...I don't want or need it. All that was a long time ago and I'm my own person now." she said, wincing at how pathetic she sounded.

Why can't I just stay mad? Hating her would be easy...Or should be so why isn't it? Why do I give a damn with what she does say?

"It's not pity, Catra. You're the reason I called Hope, to begin with...I wanted to get both of us out of there. I just never told you because had Lonnie or someone else overheard it, they would have just ratted us out and everything would have been ruined." Adora said, her tone sounding much more mature than it should at her age and Catra, for once found herself wanting to let her guard down.

But she wouldn't.

Not for Adora. Not for anyone.

"Say whatever you want Adora, I don't believe you." she said, although that too was a lie.

I don't know who to believe.

"I'm not asking you to. I know I hurt you and I can't take it back. I just want you to know the truth and make your own judgments."