After my encounter with the witch girl, I went to my third period, gym.

I never really was big on this class. Not because I'm weak, but because I'm lazy. I don't like to do stuff without a reason, and gym class always seemed like doing a mediocre workout for no reason at all besides arbitrary grades.

This gym class seemed no different. The coach, coach Hedge, was new around the school. He was short, had scruffy hair, and had a real attitude problem. He had a really loud whistle, and had a baseball bat on his shoulder. He was really loud, and always called the students "cupcakes," even though most of us were taller than him.

I also noticed a couple in the class. I usually didn't pay attention to couples, but these two seemed to stand out. One was a blonde girl with grey eyes and the stance of a knife fighter. She had an owl-like look in her eyes, and she seemed to notice me looking them over. The other was a black-haired boy with sea-green eyes and had the stance of a sword fighter. He also smelled like the ocean for some reason. Even without knowing anything about them, I knew what they were. Demigods, children of a god and a mortal. My guess? The girl was a daughter of Athena, but I had no idea who the boy was the son of.

"Hello cupcakes," the loon went on, "my name is coach Hedge. I'll be your gym teacher for the year. So get dressed, and let's get started!"

Groans could be heard from everyone (except the couple, who seemed like they were used to this). Usually, all we did on first days was get a syllabus, do ice breakers, and get simple activities. But I guess this guy wanted to get into the action now.

We walked in to the locker room, and I immediately had to approach the coach to consult him with a small problem. Since I'm nonbinary, I had no idea which locker room to go in. I didn't really lean to any one gender. I usually dress in gender neutral clothing, wearing the same thing every day. Some people say I'm more masculine, but I dob't really lean towards masculinity. Either way, I needed this addressed.

I approached the five foot wonder with my inquiry. "Hey, coach? What locker room should I go in?"

Hedge looked baffled at this.

"'Which locker room should you go in?' Well, what are you?"

I was caught off gaurd at his question. It seemed like he was asking my gender, but it also seemed like he was asking if I was human. I ignored this.

"That's the problem. I'm nonbinary, and the locker rooms are separated by male/female, so-"

"What in the hay? 'Nonbinary?' What does that mean?"

'Okay, does this guy live under a rock, or what? How could he not have any clue what nonbinary meant, especially with all of the LGBTQ news going around?'

"Nonbinary, it means I'm genderless and go by they/them pronouns. So I'm neither a girl or a boy, so I have no idea which locker room I should go in."

"Is that so? Well, cupcake, why not let your old pal coach Hedge find which locker room is yours."

Does he really have to call all of us cupcakes? 'Cause if he does, then it's gonna get old really quick.

"Let's see, I put you in the... girl's locker room!" He said as he pointed to said locker room. "That'll be your locker room for the year."

"Thanks, I guess." I said as I walked away from him, "At least it's not a closet or a dirty-aft bathroom stall."

I walked into the locker room, and, expectedly, the girls in there shrieked when I walked in.

"EEEK! THAT WEIRDO'S IN THE GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM! COACH!"

I rolled my eyes at this. 'Every damn time.'

I out as much fearspeak into my words as I could,"RELAX! I was assigned this locker room by the coach. So don't bother complaining to him. Besides, I'm nonbinary, have zero interest in seeing anything under anyone's cloths, and will probably just stay in a stall. So chill, okay?"

They still shot me wary looks, but at least they stopped screaming. The moment I moved towards my locker, all of the girls avoided me like a plague. Except for one, the blonde girl I noticed earlier.

She had the locker next to mine, go figure, and she didn't move away from me when I went to open it. Instead, she actually moved her face closer to me while planting her hand next to my head. Not in a "pin you against the wall and make out" way, and more of a "I want answers from you" way.

My hunch was proven right when she began interrogating me.

"I want some answers. Who are you, what are you, why were you staring at me and my boyfriend, and what was that you just did?"

I just rolled my eyes and replied, "In order, I'm Kris, I'm pretty sure I'm human, you and that other kid seemed off, and I just used the power of common sense to prove I wasn't a pervert and didn't want to be here much as they don't want me here. What do you think, huh?"

I guess she thought I was lying, as she just pressed on. "Well, in order, I think that's your real name, I think you're a monster or a demigod, definitely not human, I think you were spying on us, and I think you used some form of charmspeak."

'Ugh. Can't she just leave well enough alone?'

"Okay, so I answered your questions, and you shared your thoughts, so can I go now?"

"Not until you truthfully, completely, answer this question. Are you a monster or a demigod?"

The other girls were staring at us, wondering what the hell we were talking about. So, I decided to cut the crap since she was a demigod, and pull out some of my own tricks.

Decided to cut the chapter off right there. It was getting way too long for one, so I split it into two.