A Brontide Lullaby

"And to think I thought you looked irritated earlier." Kaiden mumbled more to himself than anyone else.

Allison had rejoined his side but her mood had gone from bad to I-might-just-kill-a-bitch. Yes, you could argue that she was overreacting but being talked down to coupled with the fact that it was a man who did it wounded her ego. After she had arrived at Breckenridge her sophomore she had told herself she was a new person and never again would she let someone walk all over her, much less a man.

If Coach Roseman thought her shorts were "inappropriate" she would show him the real meaning of the word and she had a whole year to do it.

"What's wrong with your shorts, it looks like you're wearing a diaper."

Kaiden's groaning and coughing caused a couple people to turn around and his so called "friends" to erupt in laughter at their friends pain. Kaiden might have washboard abs but cheerleading has given Allison some impressive arm muscles.

A shrill whistle broke through the air pulling everyones attention to Coach Roseman standing in front of the class. He had shed his sweatshirt and was now in a snug T-shirt and track pants. Casual but attractive.

Still crouched over and wheezing Kaiden looked up only to make eye contact with Niklaus. The purple faced boy gave him a thumbs up when he received a questioning look from him. Knowing immediately who had assaulted the star athlete Niklaus narrowed his eyes at Allison who bobbed her eyebrows challengingly in return.

One day someone would put that blonde in her place and it would be a horrible reality check for her. If she was so full of herself and rude it only made him curious what her parents were like, and did he even want to know.

Waiting for instructions the class awkwardly shifted from foot to foot as a silence settled upon them. A collective sigh was heard when Coach Roseman asked everyone to line up quickly and quietly. The class wasn't abnormally large which allowed the task to be carried out quickly and effectively.

He began calling out the roll and making mental notes on everyone to help put names to faces in the future. Kinley has purple hair, Lexi looks like a twelve year old, Kaiden is always looking at someone's ass or breasts, Jack looks like an obvious stoner, Victoria is shy, and Allison, well, that shouldn't be difficult to remember.

"Remember earlier when I said I like it when you get rough?" Coach Roseman had ventured down towards the other end of the line and Kaiden saw his chance to quietly sneak in a conversation with Allison.

The vixen's only response was an "Mhmm...".

"I wasn't lying, but don't expect me not to return the favor next time we get some time alone. We didn't exactly get to finish what we started last time..." He had leaned down a little so he could whisper his next words right into her ear, his soft lips grazing across the shell of her ear. "I had to go back to my dorm with only the thought of you and my hand to finish what you started. I except you to make up for that at some point, whether it's in the locker room showers or bent over Mrs. Lowell's des--"

"Mr. Lewis, is something you'd like to share with the class?"

Allison rubbed her cheeks to try and hide the blush that had crept across her face while Coach Roseman came to stop before the two. Kaiden straightened up and smirked at Roseman which sent a shiver of excitement through her; by the way Kaiden's smirk widened it was easy to assume he caught the gesture from the corner of his eye.

"Nope, and please call me Kaiden, Rosey Posey."



If Allison wasn't reminiscing on there time a few days ago in Mr. Byerly's closet she would have smacked her forehead, why would she sleep with someone as stupid, and childish as Kaiden?

Niklaus arched an eyebrow at the nickname Kaiden had dubbed him with. Every girl like Allison had her own personal bitch; this must be hers... she could do better.

"Okay Kaiden, and you can call me Coach Roseman. Next time you need to inform someone of the personal activities you perform in your dorm with your hand I'd like for you to do it outside of my class. This is PE class and Ms. Lancaster is not a Sex Ed teacher." Even though she is probably very familiar with the activity...

Kaiden stood beside her with his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. His face was turning red from either embarrassment or anger, knowing him probably both. Despite the bad timing Allison couldn't help but hope it was anger. It would make their personal extra curricular activities together much more pleasurable.

Two people down from Allison, Victoria stood grinning down towards her feet. The inside of her cheek was gripped between her teeth to keep her from laughing. Finally, a teacher she could trust to call popular kids out on their shit.

"Okay, everyone who has a phone on them raise their hand. Don't worry I'm not going to take them, we'll be using them as timers." He called out, quickly changing the subject. Nearly everyone raised their hand except the students who looked as if they valued education more than life itself.

"Good, good everyone pair up-- Kaiden and Ms. Lancaster, you two chose someone other than each other. I want to get a feel of what everyones stamina, endurance, and strength is like so for the next couple of days we'll be doing workouts; hopefully they won't be too difficult. Today your partner is going to time how fast you can finish a lap then you'll alternate positions, at the end of the class we'll see who is fastest."

"What's the prize?" Someone asked.

Niklaus shrugged, "My respect."

"That's shit!" A couple people laughed at the humorous out burst, it even managed to pull a smile from Coach Roseman.



"Fine. I'll chaperon an outing for a you and a friend, is that better?" He chuckled which was joined by the hoops and hollering of the class.

Allison couldn't help but grin wickedly and bounce on the balls of her feet excitedly. Leaving the school usually required a teacher chaperon which was typically hard get and even harder to loose when finally off campus. Though Coach Roseman seemed uptight he also struck her as an easy person to shake if need be.

"Okay, pair up!"

Allison turned to the group of boys to grab one of them for a partner but was disappointed to see them already paired up with each other. Why am I surprised? Allison glanced over her shoulder to find someone that, hopefully, wasn't too weird to be her partner.

Her heartbeat stuttered then sunk when she saw everyone was arm in arm with someone or standing closely by a someone else's side. Even Victoria had been able to find a partner.

No, this didn't happen to her. She wasn't the person to be left without a partner, she wasn't the last student to be chosen when choosing teams, she wasn't the girl everyone avoided. She was Allison Lancaster, the girl everyone wanted to be friends with and seen with.

For the second time that day embarrassment got the better of her and stained her face red.

"Seems like we have an odd number so I'll be timing you Allison. Everyone chose who'll be running first then make your way over to the starting line." Everyone pulled out there phones and began sliding there fingers across the screens in order to prepare their timers.

"So I'm gonna be running none stop? That hardly seems fair."

Coach Roseman came up beside Allison and walked with everyone towards the newly painted, yellow starting line, "No, I'll be running too but you're a cheerleader so the more running you do the more leg muscle you'll build up which if you're a flyer will help significantly."

"I'm not gonna wear myself out in PE class and then go to practice and attempt to cross fit workouts." Allison mumbled.



She had marvelous leg muscles in her opinion. Her legs were one of her most treasured parts of her body, it's not like she needed to work on them.

She handed her phone to Roseman and took her place on the edge of the line.

In the quiet moments leading up the whistle her heart began racing even though she was stock still. The silence was deafening as everyone tried to predict when the shrill ring would sound. At last it rung through everyone's ears and they were off. She, along with two other people, led the pack and were setting a pace no else could keep up with.

She slid to a stop in front of Roseman nearly falling backwards. He threw his own phone in her hands and took off running keeping their first place position. This continued till the end of class and at some point people began cheering their team mates on enthusiastically. Allison had one more lap to run and she would win first place; the only person who had been able to keep up with her was some nerd named Daryl.

"Come'n you pansy! Pick it up!" She shrieked at Roseman who was about to switch off and let her finish the race. She threw her phone at him and took off like a bat out of hell only making it onto the track seconds before Daryl did.

Realizing first place was now a competition between Daryl and Allison alone the class began choosing sides. Kaiden and his friends were most likely betting money on who would win.

Her breathing was loud and was trying to drown out the sound of her thumping heart, it was difficult to decide which one was louder. Her eyes stung as sweat dripped into her retinas and clouded her vision as well as gluing her hair to the back of her neck. The harsh sun only made that much more difficult to see.

So close... It's the home stretc--

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