Anna-Rose and Daisy began to stretch their legs, away from the other groups of students. They had been training for a couple of weeks to try and do somewhat acceptably in the events of the school's compulsory sports day. The argument for making it compulsory was that "it allows a break from the stresses of study, and gives athletic students to show their prowess in an otherwise academically driven school". The two girls, being academics, were naturally quite dispelled by this excuse. Daisy sighed, finishing up the stretches. "Why did you turn up? You had a great chance to skip the sports day."

Anna-Rose chuckled, putting contacts in and tucking her glasses away. "That'd be dishonest. Plus, attendance today is compulsory, they'd catch me if I skipped."

"Still, don't you remember what Damien said?" Daisy looked around for a moment, lowering her voice. "I'm really afraid for you, okay? Tiffany told me that-"

"Hold on, what? She spoke to you?" Anna-Rose was concerned. "She hardly speaks to anyone. She normally communicates through what she calls her "inner circle". Daisy, don't ever speak with her again, if she's targeting you personally she's even more of a threat than normal."

"That's just it. She said I'd have been useful. She wants to be like an insect queen. She wants control over the school; total control. The way she spoke about this like it was normal, and as if I understood her thinking… she's crazy, totally crazy."

Anna-Rose chuckled. "Glad you noticed. Anyway, this is an athletics competition, a test of the body. Are you gonna use your Stand?"

"Mine's too obvious to use." Daisy shrugged. "Damien probably can't use his outside of short bursts, either."

Anna-Rose smirked. "My Eulogy isn't even that necessary for throwing events, but for sprints and jumps its extra leg power won't hurt." The two began to walk back to the group. "Still, we have to watch out for Tiffany, especially now. I don't want her to work out my Stand's power until we've learnt hers. As long as I don't use Eulogy in the throws, she won't ever spot its hands. That's the only failsafe I have."

"Okay. Now keep quiet." Daisy smiled as the two joined up with the group again.

The sports day continued without a problem. Anna-Rose completely demolished the throwing events with her Spin throws (Other girls argued about it with the adjudicators, who continued to insist that it was her throwing training that allowed her to win, and not a cheat, so it was allowed) and the jumps were given to some of the more sporty students. Finally, it was time for the sprints. The men's sprints were about to begin. Damien stepped up to the line, and many of the students insisted he was the favourite. However, another athlete, this one named Ryder Bentley, walked over into the lane next to Damien's with an unusual amount of confidence and swagger. Daisy was confused. "Hey, is he a fast guy too?"

"Not that I'm aware of. He's a chemist. I don't know why he's so confident. Maybe he recently unlocked his Stand…?" Anna-Rose began to observe Ryder closely. Other than a strange shiny coating, he seemed normal. "He looks like he's covered in oil or something. I'm not sure if it's a Stand or a dirty trick."

"Could be both." Daisy shrugged.

The race began, and Damien sped into the lead. Ryder was moving sort of quickly, but he was still trailing behind the pack a bit. However, he suddenly leapt into the ground and began to slide incredibly quickly along the grass of the track. Damien looked behind him to see this strange kid catching up to him in a slide. Daisy looked over at Anna-Rose, who was just as stunned as she was. "What on Earth is that Stand? It removes the friction from his body! That's why he's speeding up in that slide!" Damien, seeing no other option, used his rocket Stand to gain a burst of speed, and sprinted over the finish line just before Ryder slid over.

Ryder stood up, scowling. "Tch. I thought I had that one." Damien shook his hand, chuckling, before leaning over to whisper in his ear.

"You shouldn't have made such a public display of that ability. I hope you think you know who your enemies are, and what they are capable of."

Ryder began to laugh. "Enemies? In this school? Ah, I like to think that nobody here hates me that much. It'll be fine."

Daisy sighed. Damien didn't seem like a person. His body language was right, but it never lined up with what he said, and he was incredibly impressionable. He seemed like some sort of new AI, or something, just trying to absorb knowledge. She dismissed the thought as soon as it was made, however. AI didn't exist.

"Daisy, it's our turn to race. Come on." Anna-Rose pulled Daisy up. The entomologist smirked.

"I think I came up with an idea. Fleas can jump 20 times their own height because of their powerful legs. What if I gave myself the leg strength of a flea?"

Anna-Rose sighed. "You do whatever you think will work. I'm just going to focus on trying to bait Tiffany into playing right into my hands, and showing us her Stand in this race."

"Okay." The two lined up at the starting line for the track. Other girls began to line up for the race, with Tiffany standing in the very left lane. Anna-Rose began to focus on the track carefully, noting any pot-holes in her lane so she could place her steps carefully.

The official raised his hand to make sure the timers were ready, before blowing his whistle to start the race. The runners began to sprint, Daisy jumping into the lead easily with her powered-up leg muscles and good technique. Anna-Rose and Tiffany were neck-and-neck behind her, each trying to psyche each other out. The goal was closing in, and the crowd began to roar. However, it wasn't a roar of excitement. Tiffany was the favourite to win the race, because she ran the school's social structure. Two outsiders even getting close to top position, let alone winning, was completely unheard of. Tiffany smirked as the crowd flared up. "So, nerd, are you gonna use your Stand to prove that you deserve this win?"

Anna-Rose chuckled. "I don't need to, because I don't. Neither of us deserve this win. She came up with a smart use of her ability, so she does."

Tiffany, fuming that Daisy had bested her again, shouted at the physicist. "What is her power, then? Tell me!"

"Nope." Anna-Rose chuckled as Daisy crossed the line, closely ahead of her and her rival. "If I did that, it'd be cheating. If you want to play games with us, I'll play along."

Tiffany grumbled, walking off after the race had finished. Anna-Rose, smiling, walked over to her victorious friend. What a day it had been.

Stand Name: "Surf Wax America"

Stand User: Ryder Bentley

Power: N/A

Range: D

Speed: A

Durability: N/A

Precision: D

Potential: C