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Laws Of Motion
Topic Started: May 3 2015, 11:02 PM (1,143 Views)
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((Alice Baker continued from Hypotnuse Murder Mystery Case))

Alice was...not a fan of gym class. To be fair, it seemed gym class did not like her much either. With low stamina, strength, coordination and general lack of enthusiasm, gym class for Alice was ostensibly exercise, but really just an exercise in futility. Plus, Miss. Ramsey was one of those teachers who had blatant favorites, a trait Alice couldn't stand. Sure it hardly mattered in this case because there wasn't much anyone could do for Alice when it came to getting in shape, but at least make an attempt!

Besides, she never showed sympathy for Alice despite their similar size. Shorter people had shorter legs and couldn't run as fast, or so it should seem. So why expect Alice to keep up?

Speaking of attempts, running laps was probably going to be on Alice's obituary as cause of death. Making her way around the gym, Alice wheezed in a breath and attempted to slow to a walk or standstill only to be warned off by the teacher's stern glare that may or may not have actually been directed at her.

Panting, Alice stumbled, and for a glorious moment she wondered if she might faint and be rid of her need to keep running. Damn her stubborn desire to put effort into this! Alice was terribly jealous of Irene; they didn't know each other very well (Irene was much more sociable than Alice), but at least Irene was sitting down while Alice was not, and that seemed a marked improvement.

Then, of course, Miss Ramsay demonstrated her envy to be misplaced, and began calling Irene back to action. Alice winced at the teacher's piercing voice, but took advantage of Miss Ramsay's temporary distraction from the students to take a short rest, hands on knees, bent over in exhaustion, sweat beading on her face and gluing strands of blonde hair to her red face.

'Not a fan' was an understatement.
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Still gasping for air, Alice watched Irene suddenly return to the track. She kind of envied the other girl's comparative athleticism, though even Alice could tell that she was not running at peak performance.

Wait, did she just call her 'Alicia'?

Well...okay then. At least Irene's intentions were good, though Alice struggled to keep a straight face as the other girl approached and warned her. Alice nodded, still somewhat winded, and replied, "Thanks." The two didn't know each other well (Irene was not exactly in Alice's crowd, and vise-versa), but at least she knew of her. Sort of.

Then she started running, or rather, walked briskly. Alice had learned her lesson; attempting to keep up with the pack was a pipe dream. So instead, she tried to make as much haste as seemed reasonable for someone with next to no stamina. Irene stayed next to her, which was really sweet of her since otherwise Alice would've been dead last by a large margin. Alice hesitated for a moment, trying to weigh the risk of offending the other girl versus actually having people know her name.

"It's Alice, actually."
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Trying to pick up the pace wasn't really an option for Alice, whose lungs felt like they were seizing. She was panting, gasping for breath, and her desire to stop was just barely outweighed by her desire to avoid getting an earful from Ramsay. So she kept going at a pace of light jog and let herself feel satisfied with that.

Irene wasn't helping though. Actually, she was...kinda being rude, which seemed silly to Alice. If you were going to run alongside someone, you probably shouldn't judge their pace. Then she had the nerve to start blabbering about Alice's name. Alice had her suspicions of Irene; sure you knew her name. Totally. Gotcha. And of course Alicia was just a cutesy nickname. That definitely made sense. Nicknames were always longer than regular names, right?

"Tired, yeah." Alice's response to Irene's question was curt. Irene was starting to get on Alice's nerves, which was kind of par for the course as far as she could tell. She certainly had a lot of energy, which Alice could only imagine got exhausting sometimes even if it was your thing. At least she meant well as far as Alice could judge, because if Irene was being an irritant on purpose-

The sudden shouting startled Alice, causing her to stumble, but she kept her footing. Trying not to scowl at the sudden outburst, Alice looked over at Irene. In a breathless voice, she asked, "Why did he do that?"
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Increasingly flustered by Irene's breezy nature, Alice was glad the other girl was going to race the boy. It gave her a moment to think, collect her thoughts, not engage in conversation while running. It wasn't like she had anything against Irene, she just...they weren't really the kind of person Alice got, you know? She was too high energy.

Alice felt herself recede away from the other girl, slowing her pace. Her pace slowed further as the moved away from her. Still panting, Alice slowed her pace to a walk, and tried valiantly to keep going until the teacher said stop.

Oh, the boy was in her trig class, she realized. That's where she knew him from. Made sense. He seemed the cocky sort, the kind of guy who didn't take stuff seriously. He and Irene probably got along well.

Alice heard the shrill sound of the teacher calling her name, and looked over, confused. Then she looked down at her feet, and realized she'd stopped in place. Taking a deep breath, Alice kept going, trying to pick up a little speed despite the rasp of her breath constricting her lungs.
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Unfortunately, Miss Ramsay caught on to Alice pretty quickly and called her out on her slacking. Alice winced, and started up again, but she couldn't help feel annoyed. She was so out of shape it wasn't even funny, and her complete lack of stamina was all but crippling.

Also odd (and slightly bothersome) was Irene's apparent need to stick to Alice. Luckily it seemed to be out of genuine altruism in this case, because she promised to keep Miss Ramsay off Alice's back, which was much appreciated. Alice gave a smile and relaxed her pace to a reasonable walk.

"Thanks..." Alice said quietly. Irene was proving a puzzling person, but at least she seemed to have honestly good intentions.
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Irene asked Alice a question, but it was hard to pay attention over the sounds of panting and footfalls. The period was almost over, thankfully, because Alice wasn't sure how much longer she could take this. There was a very good reason exercise was not Alice's favorite subject.

"Good...job." Alice wheezed out, eyes locked on the clock. Only a few more minutes left and she'd be out. Irene's jubilation at remembering Alice's name was par for the course at this point; she certainly seemed nice, and Alice hated to judge nice people, but Irene was certainly...out there.

"I got...trig and, uh...some art classes, and AP English 11, and US History..." Alice said, still catching her breath. "You?"

Just then, the coach finally called for them to stop and get changed, and Alice breathed a sigh of relief before returning to the locker room to change. "Later." She said breathlessly to Irene.

((Alice Baker continued in Rays on Pinion))
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