Dana3161: Thanks so much! :D

bow down to me peasants: I was going to save this chapter until tomorrow, until I woke up to your review. I literally laughed for 15 minutes! I had to reply to you. I totally get what you're saying about the James/Lily thing! Thanks for your review! :D

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE INFERNAL DEVICES

"Come, take a seat," said the man, "I'm Coach Lightwood, I am obviously the IAG swimming coach. This boy over here is my son, Gideon." The boy called Gideon gave Tessa a nod and a half-smile.

Nate took a seat in the chair and slung his feet onto the desk, only to have them swatted away by the coach. "C'mon Gray, knock it off," he said with a disapproving smirk plastered on his face. Tessa took the chair next to Nate and across from Lightwood.

"From what I've seen of your swimming, I think you'll make a wonderful fifth addition to the Year 9 team," he said. "Did Branwell happen to give you your schedule yet?"

"No, sir," Tessa responded, rather shyly. He seemed kind of intimidating at first, but now he was getting more likable.

Then, the coach stood up and walked to a filing cabinet. He spoke to Tessa as he rifled around in it for a bit. "So, your Gray's sister?" he said, "I can't imagine what it's like to live with such a lazy slob." He said it with a smile on his face, as though he were teasing Nate. He closed the drawer and walked back over to his chair. He handed her the paper as he sat back down. It read:

MONDAY THROUGH FRIDAY

Morning Practice- 6:45 a.m-8 a.m.- Pool

Breakfast- 8 a.m.- 9 a.m.

Hour 1- 9 a.m. to 9:55 a.m- Algebra 2- Classroom 110, Main Building

Hour 2- 10 a.m. to 10:55 a.m.- Biology- Van Allen Lab, Curie Building

Hour 3- 11:00 a.m. to 11:55 a.m.- History- Classroom 224, Main Building

Lunch- 11:55 a.m.-1:00 p.m.

Hour 4- 1 p.m. to 1:55 p.m- Creative Writing- Salinger Lab, Whitman Building

Hour 5- 2:00 p.m. to 2:55 p.m.- American Literature- Lecture Room 2, Whitman Building

Hour 6- 3:00 p.m. to 3:55 p.m.- Year 9 and 10 Drama- Theatre, Main Building

Evening Practice- 4:15 p.m.-6:15 p.m.- Pool

Dinner- 6:15 p.m.-7:00 p.m.

Dryland/Weights-Only on Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday- 7:00 p.m to 8:00 p.m.- Gym

Free Time/Study Hall- 7:00 p.m./8:00 p.m.-11:00 p.m.

Lights out- 11:00 p.m.

SATURDAYS ONLY

Dryland/Weights- 11:00 a.m.-Noon.- Gym/Weight Room

Weekend Practice- 1:00 p.m.-5:00 p.m.- Pool

Tessa was in awe. That was a lot to do. Every minute, except for 3 hours of her weekdays was scheduled, but it was what she signed up for when she first applied. "It may look like a lot, but most teachers hardly give any homework. You only have to study, and not even everyday at that," said Lightwood.

"It was nice to meet you Tessa," said the coach, "That schedule will start in three days on Monday, so you have a bit of time to get adjusted." He stood, as did Tessa and Nate. Lightwood stretched out his hand and said, "Keep this boy in line for me," he said while pointing at Nate with his other hand while shaking Tessa's.

"The other swimmers are probably waiting in the dining hall. Nate will introduce you to them," he said, "see you on Monday."

"Thank you," said Tessa as Nate guided her towards the door.

Once Nate had closed the door, Tessa said, "He seems rather nice."

Nate responded, "He is, but most of his workouts are Hell in water. You're gonna have fun on Monday, Tessie." Tessa walked down the hall a beside Nate in silence.

"Turn left," Nate said. Tessa did and was greeted with a big blue room with probably four-hundred kids inside of it. Tessa stalled for a bit, so Nate stepped in front of her and strode off. Tessa, not wanting to be left behind, walked fast after him. Being around 5'10" had advantages. It meant long legs and getting a bigger pull on the water, but you were taller than most other people, boys in particular.

She caught up to Nate as he stopped at a table of twenty people talking with another group of about fifteen. Nate must have already told him something, because they weren't talking anymore and were all staring expectantly at Nate. "Everybody, this is my sister, Tessa," he said and then turned to Tessa, "Tessie, these are the swimmers."

Tessa waved shyly while some gave her smiles, some nods, and some didn't even acknowledge her presence. They went back to their own conversations. Nate walked to the table with about fifteen and sat next to a boy with brown hair and green eyes. Tessa sat next to him.

Nate was talking to the boy, he called him Gabriel. Tessa turned to her other side and saw the black-haired and, now she knew, stunningly blue-eyed Will, staring back at her in shock.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you do read my replies to reviews, you'll know that I was going to save this chapter until tomorrow, originally. The next chapter will probably be on Tuesday now. I have a day off on Thursday and I'm expecting to be half-way to my NaNoWriMo goal by then. This fic will probably end up being longer than 50,000 and will probably take longer than November to write, though. I have another question. Even though this will be a Wessa or Jessa fic, do you still want the triangle aspect or not so much? Please tell me. I'm so excited for Sideon, I have the absolute weirdest arc with that! :D

THANKS ~ Calliope Ferrer