Although Mindy could not know it, her friend's dislike of others watching their practices came from a shaky self esteem mixed with more than a pinch of jealousy. Boys did not look at her the way they did Mindy -she was less endowed and barely had a waist. At least in comparison. Even though Debbie was jealous of Min for how she looked and the boys' whose interest she managed to get, it was hard for her to harbor more than the basic jealousy of wishing she were more like her friend. More often than not, Debbie worried about her. Like now, sighing and shaking her head as her bubbly, 'Barbie' of a friend went to talk to some nondescript boy where anyone could see them. Debbie was more worried about how the boys that liked Min would react, seeing or hearing about this.

Min of course not knowing her guy friends might be anything more than guy friends thought nothing of any of this. It simply did not occur to her. Nor did she think that her new friend might be upset by Debbie's not liking to be watched. She took that aspect of Debbie as an unchanging fact and did not really think about it. Besides, right now Mindy was thrilling that her new friend had applauded for her -it was only a practice, but it felt good. Her eyes crinkled warmly. "I'm glad." She giggled in reaction to his laughter and accepted her towel. "Anytime! Um..."

Her mouth and eyes opened, then her face went through a series of pondering & confused looks in a matter of seconds before settling on a crinkled and worried brow with apologetic eyes and a mouth whose corner was twitching upward in a sheepish & embarrassed smile. "Sorry... what was your name again?" The 'I forgot' unspoken but implied on her tone.