TR: Whose serve? (Adrienne and Mia)

[Event !]

Paired off for tennis in gym class, they have to work together.

[Adrienne Tatum]

Tennis... Tennis... She could do this! That was the game with the giant racket and the ball with yellow sponge over it. She was from England for crying out loud! This was an English sport! She was sure this was in her blood! Well, she hoped it was in some part of her bodily system.

Ren teared at the top button of her gym top until it was open and two ends of her collar were practically miles apart. Her protests hadn't gotten her long tracksuit bottoms, so she had to stcik with shorts. She really hated showing off her legs and hoped none of her other friends ever saw her. They were always telling her to show off some skin, get some lighter colours on! She had in fact managed to decrease the level of bareness with knee high white socks. Not sure what to do with her fidgeting fingers, she fixed her laces for the fifth time.

She looked around the gaggle of students, but really she looked more at the girls who were pretty damn comfortable showing off their long legs. Most of them knew Ren well and gave her a big smile and waved to her. Ren just smiled and returned it. She had merged with her own little group as not to look like a total loner. She stretched out her arms, yawning. Then she snapped into warm up mode like everyone else had snapped into 5 minutes before her. She groaned as she had to move to the floor, back up again and then to the floor.

Physical Education was never her strongest suit. Give her some comprehension, she'd do it quick. Give her some maths, she'd hate it, but she'd do it anyway. Give her a ball... Well you could try and give her a ball, but she would likely drop it when you threw it to her. On the command of their teacher, she went over to the supply box that had been left out for them and picked up a tennis racket and a ball. She threw it up in the air and with a satistfying thump, it flew to the wall. Then it bounced back to her and Ren just returned it to the wall. A steady rhythm was produced and Ren got into her comfort zone. Ren wasn't ever the best at working in a team, so she liked to go off and fo her own thing. Her gym teacher never seemed to mind and just let her. Maybe her lack of any skill was obvious. She moved swiftly and just kept going. She let a small smile creep onto her lips. This wasn't that bad.

She stepped back and let the ball hit the floor, bounce and then she caught it in one hand. She rolled her shoulders, fixing her tied up hair. Maybe this wouldn't be like some of the worst gym classes ever.

[Mia Bell]

Tennis… She liked playing sports, but she didn’t have any luck with aim. She just hoped the girl she was partnering up with wasn’t one of those anal people who just needed to win. Because with her, she was pretty sure that wasn’t going to happen, especially since she never played tennis unless you count Wii tennis, and that was just once. One thing was for sure, she was going to make a foul out of herself. This was going to be the most embarrassing event ever in her life. And no one was going to forget it was her because she had pink hair! The worst thing about unnatural hair.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at the tennis racket, and then her outfit. She was glad, and grateful that Dr. Neville was able to get the coach to let her wear pants instead of shorts. Or she would have just skipped this class altogether and not have shown up at all. Other than that, she was wearing her gym shirt and a pair of gloves that covered most of her forearms. Oh and of course her gym shoes.

Mia stood in a corner, she started watching Ren warm up; she wondered if she should too. After thinking about it, she decided she would save embarrassing herself for the game. She was just really hoping she wouldn’t be very bad at this, why couldn’t it be flag football, she was good playing that; heck she was good at playing tackled football too. Maybe that was something she could get friends together and play, that would be fun.

The coach interrupted her thoughts, she started naming off teams, or pairs in this case. Mia was now paired with a girl named Adrienne Tatum, she wasn’t that familiar with the girl but she did know who it was.

Mia walked up to Ren, waved, “Hi, I’m Mia Bell.” She didn’t know if the girl knew her or not. So she might as well introduce herself just in case. “Your partner…” The obvious part.