"Alright Noire you are excused from gym class today, just have a seat on the bleachers over there." Says Coach Basillo.

"U-Understood," I reply as I partake in the walk of shame toward the bleachers.

"Will you be like this tomorrow as well?"

"I'm not sure yet," I reply, knowing full well how that must frustrate him.

He let out an irritated sigh, marked his clipboard, and continued to direct the rest of the students running. The bleachers have almost become my designated spot; it's a mystery how I am passing considering how often I'm benched due to some injury. I can see Nah and Morgan running, releasing a sigh knowing I can't be with them. Often times I get teased for being on the bench so often, some of the other girls think I fake it just to get out of class, which couldn't be further from the truth. However the one who treats me the worst is someone by the name of Severa. She always seems to have had something against, well most people, but me mostly, and I have no idea why.

When I have to sit on the bench I am usually by myself, this is where I tend to be left alone with my thoughts; my mind tends to drift off on various topics. What did Morgan and Owain talk about this morning, when does Morgan plan to confess, does Owain like her back, where Nah's unnatural strength comes from, why my father often seems afraid of my mother? All perfectly valid questions that require pondering.

At the moment however, my mind was stuck on the conversation I had in the nurse's office, what Brady was saying remained in my head. I wondered if he really was in the nurse's office a lot of the time, but how could I never notice, or how could this be the first time we had a conversation while in there together? Perhaps have I not been paying attention, still, I never did see his face up close like that before, the scar looked almost flattering, I wonder where it came from.

"You alright there?" A voice mutters.

"Huh!" I blurt out, forcibly sitting up, seeing Nah standing across from me with a confused look on her face.

"You were staring off into space, just making sure you were alive," She says bringing me back down to Earth.

"Well you know, deep in thoughts and such," I give an awkward laugh and place my hand behind my head; she did cause me to lose my train of thought however.

"Hmm, what were you thinking about?" My ever curious friend asks.

"Nah you better get to running if you want to have a chance of winning the meet tomorrow, you know practice is going to be twice as hard today!" Said Kjelle, running by. Kjelle is one of the scariest girls in the school. She is captain of both the Volleyball Team and The Track Team, the latter of the two Nah and our other friend Yarne is in. She is without a doubt the toughest girl in the school, thankfully though she isn't a bully about it, she is mostly really nice as long as you stay on her good side, she will treat you with complete respect. Plus she has never been in a fight because no one is stupid enough to get on her bad side.

"I gotta go, keep off that foot," Nah says before continuing her run.

While the rest of them finished, all the track members continued running for further practice. Morgan finishes her run and comes to sit beside me.

"Hiya Sis! How's the ankle?" Her bottomless amount of energy never ceases to amaze me.

"It doesn't hurt too much, but I don't know if I will be better tomorrow,"

"Well at least you will have the weekend to heal up, and you will be better by next week,"

"Hopefully…s-sorry for making you and Nah worry so often…"

"Where did that come from Noire?" I never seen Morgan with such a serious expression before, somewhat caught me off guard.

"N-Nothing, well how did things go with Owain this morning?" I ask, her face lit up with excitement, clearly it must have went well.

"It went great! I managed to make him laugh at least twice and he kept smiling, things seem to be going well," Morgan says with all the joy in the world.

"Well does he like you back?" I ask.

"I am still not sure, but I have an idea on how to find out,"

"What would that be?"

"I will make him take a few test types, just see if I can do a few things, then I will know for sure!" Only Morgan would want to implement a plan like that.

"Well I wish you luck," I never did care for Owain, he isn't a bad person, and I don't think he is bad for Morgan, but he just seems very…odd.

"You know Noire; there is still time for you to look for somebody, crushing on somebody can be joyful," From what I have heard, I wouldn't classify having a crush as a positive experience, but in Morgan's eyes everything seems to be positive, I wouldn't mind seeing things through her eyes one day.

"I told you Morgan, I don't do, love, and the sort, besides, no boy seems to like me,"

"I don't know Noire, you never know until you try," Morgan says before leaving to go talk with a few of her other friends.

Being alone I tried to return to my train of thought from before Nah's interruption, but I can't recall what I was thinking about, but thinking of Nah did put something in my head. Nah is on the track team, Morgan is a part of a book club, maybe I should join a club or a sport? That could be interesting, but the question is, what should I join?