Two

                                    

                                          
Calix left after English. I have no idea where he went or why he didn't come to the last two classes, but he didn't. And to be truthful, I was slightly disappointed. 
                          
Kelly noticed, too. "What, did you scare off another boy already, Wolf-girl?" She asked, grabbing her dance clothes out of her locker. "It wouldn't surprise me."
                          
I ignored her, pulling out my running clothes and closing my locker again. "I'm talking to you, Akina."
                          
"And I'm not wasting my time- and my energy- talking to you," I said. 
                          
"Akina, quit acting like you're so much better than me," Kelly sighed. "It doesn't faze me at all."
                          
"I'm not trying to faze you, Kelly," I said sharply, and then dropped my voice. "I'm not going to stoop to your level and try to hurt someone when it's not necessary." 
                          
"See? Like that, Akina. You act like you're so much stronger than me and better than me, and-"
                          
"Bye," I said, and walked into the bathrooms, closing the stall door behind me. I changed quickly and made my way out to the track, ignoring the warning of the dark clouds above me.
                          
Most of the team was already waiting for Coach out on the track, retying their shoes or putting their hair up. I joined them out on the track, and stepped up beside Kaylie. 
                          
"Hey, Akina," She said, and smiled slightly. 
                          
"What's everybody chattering about?" I asked her, looking around the team. 
                          
"There's a possibility for lightning and thunder; Coach might cancel practice."
                          
"What? No! I need to practice today," I said, and turned my eyes to the sky. "It will probably just be light rain, right?" 
                          
"No, the forecast said it'll be pouring. Possibly even flooding tonight."
                          
I groaned, and tightened my ponytail. "Damn," I sighed. "I wanted to run today. I needed it."
                          
"Yeah yeah, we all know you want to run at your crazy speed and beat us all," Kaylie said and rolled her eyes, smiling slightly.
                          
"Shut up, stupid," I chuckled, and crossed my arms, rubbing my hands up and down them to keep them warm. "I need to vent."
                          
"So talk to someone! You don't have to keep it all in and vent through your feet!"
                          
"That sounds wierd."
                          
"It's true. Talk to me, Kin."
                          
"It's not that kind of venting, okay? It's like, a confusion and a stress venting, not a drama venting. Nothing to talk about. And you know I can clear up confusion by running," I reminded her, bouncing on my heels as Coach headed out to the track. 
                          
"Alright, quiet down. I have news," Coach called. 
                          
"No practice today, right?" Peter called. 
                          
"Wrong. Mostly. The thunder shouldn't start for at least half an hour, and the lightning for fourty five minutes," Coach announced. I yipped quietly under my breath. "So I plan on running speed- sprints around the track until-" 
                          
Before he could finish his sentence, rain began to pour down. I looked up, and smiled, blinking tears away from my eyes. 
                          
"Until the lightning and thunder begins." He finished, and pulled a hat onto his head and a hood over it. "Line up in the lanes. I want eight 400 sprints. Girls in lanes 1-4, boys in lanes 4-8. When the person in front of you gets to the halfway mark, that's when you start. Get it?" 
                          
We grumbled in response, and Coach repeated himself. "Get it?" He yelled again. 
                          
"Got it," We replied.