FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter. 09 (Slight Edit)

Alex felt like there was more to it but didn't question it. "Nice bra by the way." she said with a hinting smile which caused Charla to quickly put on her gym shirt. "So it's true what they say about city girls? They always go for the high end undies huh?"

Charla's face flushed red as she tied her hair partly back. "Shut up, you don't hear me talking about your underwear."

Alex grinned. "Oh come on, we're all girl's here whose gonna care? Anyway we have track today so I hope you're a good runner."

Charla finished getting dressed. "I think I'm pretty good."

"Alright girl's, so as you may have heard we'll be doing track and field today, we'll be starting with laps first so start warming up for it you'll be doing seven laps." the gym teacher said and the girls began to complain. "No complaining, come on you need to stay in shape, I thought you girls cared about that."

"Not if it means we have to run so much!" one girl complained as the others started too as well but then teacher merely shook his head and clapped his hands.

"Think of it as a goal then, now get to it!" he then turned to Charla. "Charla Liebert, come here a second."

Charla had just finished re-tying her shoe before heading over to the teacher. "Yes Mr. Rockwell?"

"I spoke with the other teachers over what happened yesterday, you don't need to run if you don't feel up for it."

"But I'm fine," she said to him. "And it's rare for me to even faint, I'll be okay. If anything I just feel bad about causing everyone to worry."

Mr. Rockwell frowned. "Don't think that way, as teachers it's our jobs to make sure you kids remain alright within the school, especially when it comes to someone's health."

"I know, but I'll be fine."

He folded his arms across his chest. "Okay, just don't push yourself." He then spoke loudly so the students would hear. "Alright boys and girls you know the drill, do seven laps then we'll have you all split off in groups for other things we have planned. And no sneaking off, yes I mean you Will."

The guy in the beanie cringed and then laughed. "Aw come on Teach I only did it once."

"No excuses get running."

"Man, this sucks," The young man named Will groaned but did what was asked as Charla started off with a slight jog. Will then looked to Charla. "Hey aren't..." he looked to Alex. "Isn't she, you know?"

A tall young man smacked him in the back of his head. "Don't be vague about those you're talking about, especially if they are close by to hear it," he then looked to Charla. "Jason, O'Collen, Alex's friend." He said as he offered her his hand.

"Charla Liebert," she said taking his hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you Jason,"

Alex just gave them a blank look. "You guys are really doing introductions now while we're in track?"

"Isn't it better to introduce yourself regardless?"

Alex sighed. "Ugh, you are so weird sometimes..." she then joined up to Charla's side. "They're my friends, I would have introduced them during lunch yesterday but you know..."

Charla smiled at her. "Yeah, it's okay, your friends seem nice."

"Glad someone thinks so..." Alex said as she looked back at the two boys who were now talking about some TV show, or at least the one named Will was, Jason looked as if he didn't really care that much. "The one with the beanie is Will Bram; his folks own a liquor store while Jason's runs a fabric and clothing store. Even with that big mall the stores on the strip do pretty well all things considered."