Chemistry and Lacrosse

Lacrosse was a sport that Ayame really did like watching, especially at Beacon Hills High. It was like their football, if you would. It was a lot of fun for her to watch and even more fun when she knew people on the team that she could cheer for. She often cheered for Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski, since she knew them and considered them to be her friends. She would have cheered for Leonardo, her other friend at Beacon Hills High School, but she had no idea if he even tried out for the lacrosse team. He had mentioned how he wasn’t at all the sports type, but she had told him to try out anyway. After all, he certainly did look the type to be on a sports team, and she had accidentally vocalized it to him, but, he had laughed it off and their friendship had blossomed, which was what Ayame would have wanted anyway.

So, there she was, sitting on the bleachers enjoying herself as she looked out over the field. Occasionally she would cheer for Scott and wave at him. She would even cheer for Stiles but he was still angry at her considering he would glare at her or ignore her when she cheered, but she digressed. If that was what she got for caring about her best male friend than she would accept it. Looking around, Ayame noted that there weren’t too many people around save for the usual group of girls who were cheering on their boys, whether they were actually their boys or not, Ayame wasn’t about to ask.

Ayame had been part of the group that gasped in unison when one of the players got hit pretty hard. She had even cringed a little before Coach Finstock blew the whistle and everyone went over to him, helping him up and setting him on the bench. As per his sweet and caring personality, Coach told him to toughen up and handed him water, making Ayame giggle a little and shake her head. She loved Coach Finstock and he had been more nice to her than usual since she had dated out of his classroom some months ago, but she digressed and focused ahead before she noticed a girl a few steps lower in the bleachers had her chemistry book open as well as a notebook, highlighting like there was no tomorrow. She grinned. “Ah chemistry, the science of mixing and matching,” she joked, not thinking about anyone being able to hear her.

Tag; Ariel Knight
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Notes; Hope this is okay!

It seemed that Ayame had indeed been heard, which was unfortunate for her because now yet again someone would brand her as an odd duck and probably never want to be around her again. She really needed to rethink her ways of making friends. After all, it wasn’t like she was very good at it. She had finally gotten a friend just the past school year and that was because he had chased her out of Economics to give her back her backpack in the soaking rain like they were in some romance movie. Of course, that’s not the way that it ended, it ended with curly fries at a diner and friendship that she thought would last quite a while, but there he was on the field still ignoring her, which still hurt, after all, all she had done was care about the idiot. Not that he cared.

The beautiful blonde before her looked up at her, looking at her as though she was nuts, or at least that was how Ayame interpreted it. She then asked her if she was talking to her. There was a bit of silence between the two and Ayame felt awkward as usual, a deep blush burning on her cheeks despite the girl’s kind smile. “Not really? I was just…commenting,” she told her with a shy, awkward smile. Yeah, she really needed to work on trying to make friends like a normal person. Clearly muttering things on the bleachers was not the way to do it, but hey, at least she could say she was trying…which was really all she was doing, but she digressed. After all, making friends the normal way was hard enough, why would you want to try and make it any worse on yourself?

Tag; Ariel Knight
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Notes; YUP!

The girl seemed to be calm despite Ayame’s unease. She figured she would be that way. It seemed everyone in Beacon Hills was that way. Although the girl had to admit she had never seen her around before. She paused a moment, thinking back to see if she had ever seen the attractive blonde before. She figured that Stiles would have at least said something about her at some point. He had a good taste in females, right? Save for her, of course. She was his best friend, or his best female friend anyway…or at least…she had been.

Pushing that depressing thought from the forefront of her mind, she looked over at the girl who still was looking at her like she was mental. The girl turned around fully, asking her if she took chemistry. Ayame nodded her head. “Yeah, AP,” she stated, mostly so she knew that if she was in AP Chemistry, she would know her, and if she wasn’t, she wouldn’t. Ayame didn’t tend to brag about her intellect and usually down played it quite a bit, even if she had been focusing more of botanical studies anyway, not that her grades slipped or anything, but still, she needed to study it for her druidism.

Tag; Ariel Knight
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The student closed her chemistry book with her notebook still inside it, saving the place. She grinned when Ayame told her she took AP chemistry. The girl shouted that she did as well, making her smile back before watching as the blonde gathered her bag and climbed a few steps to sit next to her, although not too close. Ayame felt thankful but focused on the girl as she introduced herself, stating that she was Ariel before she dropped her bag down onto the seat beside her. She told Ayame how she just moved there so she was making sure she was all caught up which was why her textbook was highlighted.

Ayame nodded her head in understanding. “I get ya. I mean, especially with AP Chem. The teacher in that class is super strict anyway,” she stated and shook her head. “Also, I’m Ayame, or Aya if you prefer,” she finished saying before Ariel asked her if she liked lacrosse or someone on the team, making her laugh as the girl quickly added that she didn’t need to answer it. “You’re fine. I like lacrosse and a few of my friends are on the team,” she said with a smile as she waved to them again, right before Coach yelled at her and she smiled over at him innocently. “What about you? Just trying to study outside?” She asked curiously, sure that was it since, well, why else would she be there with her text book? Most of the other girls were watching the practice.

Tag; Ariel Knight
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The girl, Ariel, commented that her name was interesting. She asked if it meant anything and Ayame smiled. “Ayame means “iris” so my father told me that it means moon iris,” she explained, smiling brightly. She hardly ever got anyone asking about what her name meant, so she was more than a little happy to be talking to Ariel about these things. After all, who wouldn’t be? Talking about yourself is the easiest thing to do so Ayame was more than happy about it. After all, it wasn’t like she had a large group of friends she hung out with and talked with.

Ariel seemed to relax after Ayame answered her question, well, before she interacted with Coach. He was harmless, he really was. He was all loud, hot air to be honest, but he got the kids doing whatever it was what they wanted to do. She could hear him yelling at Greenberg, as he always did before Ayame returned her attention to Ariel as she spoke, asking if they were doing all that well. She laughed a bit. “I think they’re doing fine, it’s just in Coach’s very essence that he yell at someone. Typically, it’s Greenberg, especially in the classroom, but on the field he can yell at everyone. It’s his own motivation for the boys,” she explained, grinning at the crazy economy teacher.

It wasn’t long before Ariel glanced down at her book and then back up, saying that she was just making sure that she was up to date on the AP Chemistry material. She said that she thought the curriculum was mostly the same between schools, but one could never be too prepared. She then asked if she had any tips. There was a pause as Ayame thought. “Just make sure you do the reading the night before and take notes like you won’t believe. As I’m sure you can tell, she’s a pretty strict teacher and always asks questions about the reading,” she stated with a light sigh. She was hoping for a bit of an easier year, but she digressed.

Tag; Ariel Knight
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A light laugh escaped Ayame’s lips when Ariel asked her about Coach’s yelling being motivational. The young Asian nodded her head in response before she looked at the boys, tilitng her head to the side and surveying them. She stated that it sounded odd, but as the two girls watched the lacrosse team, it seemed that his yelling did help the boys do better and were more eager to play. She grinned. “Coach really does love all the boys. He has a soft spot for every single one of them…well…except maybe Greenberg,” she said as she cringed a little when Coach yelled at him once more, this time making him run laps. She wasn’t even sure why, she just knew that he was and that was the way that things were going to go. She shook her head. The poor guy. He just was not on Coach’s good side, despite all of the sucking up he did. Then again…perhaps that was why.

Ariel thanked Ayame for the information and the tips for getting things under control in their AP Chemistry class. The girl nodded her head before the girl asked her if everything was okay. Ayame smiled over at her and nodded her head once more before she looked out at the team. “So…I know we just met but I think I may need a bit of advice. You seem like the knowledgeable type... If that's okay, I mean,” she stated, hoping that the girl could give her some tips on helping her to get back in to Stiles good graces. Her mind told her to leave him alone. He was angry with her, which was fine, but she was pretty sure there was something more to it than that. Still, she said nothing about it and made sure to keep her distance. It seemed the only person he hadn’t pushed away was Scott, which was good. She knew the two were best friends and it was important for Stiles to have at least one of those around.

Tag; Ariel Knight
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Coach Finstock really did not like Greenberg. The poor kid did not really win points with him no matter what he did. He could literally buy the man a mug with “World’s Best Coach” on it and he would still find something wrong with it. No one knew why Coach hated Greenberg so much, but he did and it was just something that everyone just grew accustomed to. It was sad, but true. Coach didn’t really bully Greenberg except on the field, but he bullied everyone on the field so really it was not surprising. Coach yelled at everyone almost, as he had done with Ayame a few times, but only once did she get upset, and Coach apologized to her, not wanting to have upset her, she told him it was fine and then told him about her history, about her parents. He’s more careful about bringing up parental figures in front of her now.

Ariel seemed to look at Ayame a little more serious when she asked her if she could give her advice. It was probably surprising but she digressed and focused on how to phrase her question, especially after she said that she could and asked what it was she wanted advice on. She hoped she would be able to do so without outing poor Stiles since she still considered him a best friend, even if he preferred to not be a best friend right now, or her friend at all. He had grown upset with her for caring and it was upsetting for her to even think about. It had gotten to the point where she wondered if he would force Peter to take sides if he found out about Peter teaching her how to be a Druid.

Pushing those thoughts away, she looked over at Ariel and smiled. “A friend of mine got mad at me for caring about their well-being and decided to push me away. I’m worried about them but I know that they won’t want me to be around them or ask how they’re doing. I don’t quite understand why they were so upset. Perhaps because I was offering them help and they didn’t want it. I’m just…confused on what to do. I don’t want to lose the first friend I ever made in this place,” she explained, sighing a little and shaking her head.

Tag; Ariel Knight
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Notes; Sorry for the delay. Work was kicking my butt!