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"Am I the only one who thinks that physics is the worst class ever? I mean, who cares about terminal velocity and polarization anyways?" Hanna complained.

Paige and Emily were standing by Emily's locker while Hanna came up from behind them; Emily was attempting to stuff her Chemistry, Pre-Calculus, and History books in her locker, which was already overfilled with useless papers, notebooks, and folders she would never use.

"Maybe people who care about passing the class." Emily replied, knowing this was the second time Hanna was taking it.

"Whatever, I'm not going to be the next Albert Einstein; if an apple falls on my head, I'm not going to question it, I'm just going to take a Tylenol." she said.

"Actually that was Newton, but good effort." Emily replied sarcastically.

Choosing to ignore her, Hanna suddenly became aware of the stranger who had been standing there staring at them for the past thirty seconds or so.

"Hey, aren't you the new girl?" Hanna questioned, "it's Paige, right?"

Paige smiled and nodded, while giving a polite, but awkward, wave.

"Oh, yeah, that's right. You don't talk much, do you? That's alright, some people are just born mute." Hanna innocently commented. "anyways, I have to go. English awaits and I'm hoping Mr. Fitz liked my essay. I'll catch up with you later."

Emily couldn't help but feel embarrassed at Hanna's ignorant yet innocent comments.

"I'm really sorry about that, she's just, well, she's just Hanna." Emily apologized.

Paige looked at her, smiled and shrugged her shoulders as if to say, "Yeah, we all know those kinds of people." Paige then pointed in the direction of their next class, asking if that is where they need to go.

"Yeah, we should get going, don't want to be late."

And with that, Emily shut her locker and they walked together towards the gym. Emily couldn't help but steal glances over at Paige; she was so captivating and Emily was clueless to how much this girl would mean to her.

The two girls arrive at their next class with about a minute to spare. Many of the girls had already arrived in the locker room and were halfway done changing into their gym clothes. Since Paige had not been here before, she didn't have a locker assigned to her. The coach said that she could pick any locker she wanted for now; she chose the one next to Emily.

Emily couldn't help but feel exited, but she figured that if Paige knew the truth about her, she would have probably chosen a locker as far away from her as possible. Paige was bound to find out sooner or later though, most likely from one of Hanna's inevitable slip-ups. Emily just hoped she could avoid until she had at least formed some sort of friendship with the girl; otherwise it could be disastrous.

Paige began to slip her shirt off, revealing a tight, toned and subtle six pack underneath. Emily's breath hitched; she had to force her eyes off of Paige in order to continue breathing.

Emily messed with the lock on her locker, pretending to struggle with it. When Paige finally got dressed, Emily opened her locker and threw her shirt and pants off in a hurry and slipped her t-shirt and shorts on with lightning speed in order to catch Paige as she was walking out into the gym. They walked together and sat down next to each other on the lowest bleacher seat, waiting for the coach to do attendance.

As the coach read off the names, Emily decided to see if the rumor was true, if Paige was really a swimmer.

"Is it true that you will be joining the swim team? I heard that you were a good swimmer and that you had been on the Wildcat swim team at your old school."

Paige smiled and nodded.

"That's great! Me too!" Emily half shouted, "In fact, I'm actually the team captain and I hold the school record for fastest freestyle and butterfly."

Paige's face lit up as she smiled exuberantly at Emily's interjection. It was obvious that Paige had been enjoying Emily's company so far, and by the looks of it, she would enjoy spending time together in the pool.

"Emily Fields." the coach called out.

"Here." Emily replied. "Well," she said, turning her attention back to the girl next to her, "it looks like we will be seeing a lot of each other this year. In case you don't know, we have swim practice right after school, if you would like, since I'm the team captain, I could show you where to go after school. Just meet me at my locker. What's your 7th period?"

Paige then proceeded to motion herself playing a trumpet.

"Oh, you're in the band 7th? That's so cool. I take it you play the trumpet; it's one of my favorite instruments."

Paige smiled and nodded.

"Paige McCullers." coach called. Paige raised her hand as coach Fulton wrote down that she was present.

The coach proceeded to go down the rest of the list, counting off everyone who was here.

"Alright girls," she stated, "last names "A" through "M" are going to be working in the weight room and last names "N" through "Z" will be on the track. Get going, you know what to do."

"I guess this means we get to work out together." Emily said excitedly.

Paige and Emily were the first to arrive in the weight room. Immediately, Paige meandered toward the bench press.

"I guess this is where you would like to start, huh?" Emily concluded.

Paige nodded, motioning for Emily to use it first. Emily wasn't sure why she wanted her to go first, but she complied anyway.

"Well, I'll start out at 50lbs and work my way up I guess."

They proceeded to add weights to either side of the bar; then Emily went to lay down under the heavy metal while Paige moved over to be her spotter. Emily gripped the bar tightly, pushing it up a few inches and then down to her chest; she continued to do five reps and then stopped.

"Can you add five to each side please? I feel like I can do more."

And with that, Paige then added the extra weight Emily had asked for. Emily did ten reps and then quit.

"Your turn now." she said.

They switched places without changing the weight. Paige lifted the bar twice, then put it back, motioning for Emily to add five more to each side. Emily complied. Now with the weight at 70lbs, Paige proceeded to do five reps, then stopped. Paige motioned for Emily to add five more to each side again.

"Are you sure you will be able to handle it?" Emily asked, concerned that she may be overdoing it.

Paige just smiled keenly, and nodded. Emily was in no position to argue, so she did what she was asked. Now, Paige was lifting 80lbs and she then continued to do ten reps, then quit, knowing she had other exercises to do.

"What's next?" Emily asked

Paige looked around; she noticed that many of the machines had already been taken so she motioned to Emily that they could do push-ups. Emily agreed and they wandered over to the far corner of the room, away from most of the activity.

"Why don't we time each other and see how many we can each do in a minute?" Emily suggested.

Paige nodded, agreeing to her request. She then laid down on the floor waiting for Emily to start timing her.

"Ok, ready... Go!"

Paige was on a roll; she did 30 in 30 seconds and finished another 10 in the last half. Emily was dumbfounded.

"Well, I'm screwed." she thought, "why does she have to be so perfect?"

"Ok, my turn to lose now." Emily joked.

Paige just stood up and chuckled lightly, enjoying Emily's self-proclaimed defeat. Emily took her position on the ground and waited for the signal. Paige tapped her on the shoulder, telling her to begin. Though she only did a total of 18, Emily was pretty proud of herself because it was the most she had ever done in such a short period of time.

Emily stood up, her arms feeling like Jell-O.

"Wow," she said, "we should probably work on a different part of our body, huh?" Emily questioned.

Paige agreed, she motioned to do sit-ups next, in which Emily agreed to.

"Same thing; we time each other for a minute. I'll go first, then you can go and show me up. How 'bout that?"

Paige just smiled her warm smile and nodded, waiting for Emily to sit down so she could start timing her. Paige gave her the signal, and Emily began her workout.

Emily was able to conjure up 35 sit-ups in a minute, which was also her personal best as well. It was Paige's turn next, Emily timed her; Paige completed an outstanding 50 sit-ups in just one minute.

"No wonder she has a six pack." Emily concluded.

Paige stood up, satisfied with her performance.

Coach Fulton was walking around and checking to make sure everyone was doing what they were supposed to and not just goofing off. Coach passed Paige and Emily, happy to see that they were working hard and getting along.

"I'm loving the energy you two, but try not to overdo it because you have a rigorous swim practice ahead of you." coach warned.

"Don't worry, it's nothing we can't handle, right Paige?"

Paige nodded in agreement, glad to see the coach making sure they took care of themselves. Her old coach wasn't like that; she was just one for results.

"Alright, glad to hear it; and Paige, we are so lucky to have someone like you joining our team. I sure hope you feel welcome here at Rosewood and if you have any questions, you can ask me or I'm sure Emily would be more than happy to assist you."

And with that, she smiled and left to check on the girls on the track.

There was only about 10 minutes left in class before they had to leave; Both Emily and Paige decided that they would just ride the stationary bikes for the last 5 minutes in order to cool down and then head to the locker room so they wouldn't be late to their next class.

"What class do you have next?" Emily asked while putting her gym clothes in her locker. She had fallen even more in love with Paige with every moment she spent with her. She thought it was going to be hard at first, but now she knew it would be nearly impossible to do anything as long as they were together. "Swim practice is going to be a bitch." she thought.

Paige pulled out her schedule after closing her locker; she pointed to her next class, which was U.S. History. Emily was aware then that they would only share two classes together for the year; this made her both happy and sad considering how much she liked being around her, and how much of a distraction she can be.

"Ah, I have Economics next. Well, at least we share two classes together. Plus swim practices, so that's a bonus." Emily said, "That reminds me, don't forget we have one tonight after school until 5:30. Be ready for a "rigorous" practice."

Paige smiled, nodded and motioned for Emily to follow her out of the locker room.

The bell rang, signaling the beginning of 7th period; Emily liked Spanish, but mostly because she got to sit next to Aria the whole period and talk about everything but Spanish.

"So, I hear you met the new girl; what's she like? Is she anything like Spencer said she was?" Aria inquired.

"She's definitely quiet, that's for sure. We had two periods together, both of which we spent the entire time with each other and I still have no idea what her voice sounds like." Emily replied

"Really? Is she even able to speak at all? Like, does she have some sort of condition or something?" Aria wondered.

"I'm not 100% sure on that one. Maybe she's just socially awkward; I really can't tell. But she seems super sweet; just the way she doesn't talk gets to me, it's like, when I'm around her, she has this magnetic field surrounding her and I'm made of metal. She is so in shape too, it blows my mind. She has to have some sort of hardcore workout routine or something; she benched like 80lbs and did like 50 sit-ups in a minute. She also has a six pack, which is sexy as hell, might I add." Emily beamed. "She is also on the swim team and I hear she's really good; plus she must look mighty fine in a one-piece, just sayin'"

"Well, it seems as though you may have fallen pretty hard for this girl, Em, and you've known her for how long?" Aria asked teasingly.

"Yeah, I guess you could say I have. But it would be really nice to actually have a conversation with her. Not just me talking and her listening, you know? Is it normal to like someone this much after you've known them no more than two hours?"

"Absolutely." Aria answered, very sure of her response. "That's what happened with Ezra and I."

"That does make me feel better, thanks Aria."

"No, problem. It's what I'm here for."

After class ended, Emily and Aria strolled out of Spanish, still unsure of whether or not they had an assignment due tomorrow.

"Hey Em, I'm going to leave early and catch up with Ezra, good luck with practice and good luck with Paige." Aria said, winking when she mentioned Paige.

"Thanks, Aria, and good luck with Ezra." Emily winked back. She was headed toward her locker when she spotted a very familiar figure waiting for her.

"Wow, she's actually meeting me. I figured she might just head over to the natatorium." Emily thought. "Maybe I do have a chance."