"Since the day I saw born." He said, picking up dun bells, 15lbs. He did reverse curls over his head. Smiling the whole time. His arms burned, and his legs were yearning to be used.

Mari noddded. "Have you ever left here liek on vacation or something?" she asked. She began practicing back flips.

"Yeah. France." He laughed and put down the dun bells. He started heading towards the door and yelled at the teach. "Track." Was all he said, then he turned to her and smiled. "Want to come with?"

Mari looked out teh door and nodded. She walked out of the room and onto teh track field. She began running across it quickly. She felt great with blood was pumping, wind in her face, and hair flying freely behind her. She felt powerful and free.

Damien started walking the track, working up to a jog, then to a full on sprint. His breathing was heavy and his legs carried him far.

Mari breathed in the fresh fall/autumn air and sighed as she ran. A cool breeze blew by and colled her. She continued runnign as she began breaking out a sweat.

Damien slowed down a bit and started to jog again, he could jog along way, but sprinting took a lot out of him after only two laps.

Mari too slowed down. Suddenly she heard the teacher blow his whistle and motion for them to come inside to change back into tehir clothes. She sprinted into the gym and then jogged to the girl's locker room. In a few minutes she was out, changed, with her hair down, and her books in her hand.

Damien walked back to the gym, into the guys locker room. Changing back into his black jeans, with chains, and his Disturbed fitted tee.

Mari watched Damien run out and ran a finger/hand threough her hair. She walked/bounded up to him. "What class do you have right now?" she asked him.

"AP Chemistry." He said with a smile. "You?"

"AP Math." she replied. "WSell have fun." she said as she walked away/towards her AP Math class.

He turned and walked to his class. Going in and sitting down. He was the first person in the room like he always was. Soon the girls came in, all sitting around him. Then the boys who sat on the opposite side of the room. He sighed and stared off into space, thinking about Mari.

Mari sat at a desk in Math class and twirled a strand of hair as her thoughts drifted to Damien. She snapped suddenly to attention when her teacher called on her to asnwer a problem. She answered it and tried to stay focused throughout the rest of teh class. it was really hard.

Damien stayed in his day dream state the whole class. His teacher didn't mind because he knew that Damien already knew the stuff, and he wasn't going to bother him because Damien almost never was in this sate of mind. Last time he was so distracted, his father had died.

Tghe bell rung and Mari sighed as she took her books off her desk and walked out the room into teh hallway. She began walking to hr next class. AP social studies.

Damien had the same class. He was walking from the oposite direction. He started at the ground as he walked. He knew where he was going, so he didn't have to look up. But. As he got to the door, he walked right into Mari. "Oh. I'm sor.." He said, then he looked up, stopping. "I-I. I'm sorry." He blushed a bit.

Someone bumped into Mari and she stumbled backward. She quickly regained her balance. Suddenly she noticed it was Damien. "It's okay." she said softly as she pushed hair from her face.

He nodded. "um. Alright." He held his hand out as if to say 'after you.'

Mari nodded and smiled and walked into her/the class.

He followed her, and sat down next to her. The other girls crowded around them. They all murmured about her and were talking about how it wasn't fair that she got to sit next to him. He ignored them, and the boys that were talking about it as well.

Mari looked around and noticed students whispering to each otehr and looking/pointing at her. She wondered why. She leaned over towards Damien, "What's your favorite class/subject?" she asked him.

"Math." He smiled. "I love math. It's my best subject." He looked at her and his smile turned into a cheesy grin.

At this the moment the murmurs, pointing, and talking got worse.

Mari smiled bak at him. his smile was irressisstible. "i don't really have a favorite subject." she said, "i like all subjects." Suddenly the teacher walked in and called the calss to order. She quicklyy turned back to the front of the class and listened to the teacher. ((I'm gonna do a time skip because i don't want to do like 5 posts per class etc. it'll take too much time, okay?))

The rest of the day flew by and soon the last bell rang and Mari flew out of her last class. She rushed to her locker and packed up her backpack. Then she walked out of the school. She noticed a group of boys playing football on teh field and she walked over to them. "Can I play?" she asked them.

"Sure." One of them said as he scanned her body. "We're playing two hand touch." he said.

Mari nodded and put her backpack down. Then she walked over and began playing with them.

He walked down the stairs and went out to the track, he was back in his weight lifting clothes. He began to jog, just a bit slower than a full on sprint, he saw her, and the boys. He watched partially, but tried to focus on jogging.