The Rejected Tribrid
text mom, "Made it to school with Clair. Going to
ully, you feel better before then. D
idn't eat more of it. I am just feeling off today." I reply to her te
e only those in sports are important,
a moment to inhale deeply, pre
suddenly feel a wave of unease wash over me. As I sense th
surrounds me, led by Wendy, who can't help but mockingly rema
ding squad." I mumble to her, waiting for the hit that is boun
be one of us," Sarah says with a laugh. While I roll my eyes because t
e in two places at once." I tell her before I am smacked across th
items before dashing off to combat class with Mr. Reed. The moment I step into the gym, the sudden sound of the be
laughter from the rest of the class. "Now, swiftly change into your gear so we can proceed with our training." Th
locker room to change before making my wa
teacher's directions as he guides us to pair
ssigns partners, and my name is called alongside Tasha's. Despite my nerves, I
ills. With each move and countermove, I feel more confident and in control, while realizing
uilds as we face off, each of us trying to outmaneuver the other in a continuous back-and-forth. My adrenaline kicks in as we engage in inte
er to wash off the sweat before drying myself off. After freshening up, I change back into my clothes and return to the
ocker room and makes a beeline towards me. Just as the bell finally rings, signaling the end of the p
rings, ending the period, causing me to jump. Quickly gathering my be
Clair asks me while w
ecause I don't know how to expl
aps her arm around mine as we
apple, pizza, salad, and a cupcake. Then we head to the check-out line and pay for our meals be
ame against Cordell on Friday?" I a
re is no way we are going to lose," Clair e
m and knock them off their feet." I say
ong with your shoe's sweetheart.
m so nervous
s arrived for tonight, along with my shoes. We will have
r dresses, actually wearing a dress tonight,"
before we can even go home." I say as we stand up
o history, then science class while
her's voice fills the room, weaving tales of conquest and glory, painting a vivid picture of a past long gone but not forgotten. As I s
micals as we embark on our latest experiment. Together, we mix solutions and watch in awe as colors change and reactions occur before our eyes. In
g in all directions. Amidst the chaos, screams fill the air as students scramble for cover. With adrena
e with eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. Before anyone can react, the figure raises a hand and mutte
nishment at the mysterious figure, who has ju
rasp the meaning behind it, I accept it without hesitation as the last school bell chimes, p
to the car to drive over to my place. There, I quickly pick up my stunning dress a
solutely fabulous for the occasion. The anticipation of the night ahead fills the air as we he