Apoolling Behavior

George Hunter High’s Olympic sized swimming pool is one of its unique selling points and as such features heavily in the brochures for their athletics program. Unlike the rest of the athletics facilities students are not allowed access to the pool area unless they are accompanied by a member of staff, and as such the door leading to it and the changing rooms are beyond an electronic lock, so as to prevent any students getting in when they shouldn’t. This hasn’t stopped some of the braver or more enterprising students wedging the first escape door open to get inside, however.

Apoolling Behavior

MurderWeasel
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January 11th, 2018, 10:05 pm #1

There were not too many things about school that Juliette Sargent honestly, truly hated. Annoyances were plentiful—somebody was always spinning Mr. McClellan off topic or failing to deliver their side of a group project or creating a roadblock in the halls by standing in a huge cluster socializing—but in a way that Juliette knew how to navigate and could easily keep from impacting her GPA. These things were transient, winding her up in the moment and then promptly dissipating. That was not the case with gym class. Juliette hated gym class.

What was a step above hatred? Loathing, perhaps. If Juliette hated gym class, she loathed pool day. Everything about it was awkward and uncomfortable. She loathed the way the water messed up her hair and makeup. She loathed the repetition. She loathed wandering around with damp hair. She loathed the swimsuit even more than she hated the shorts and t-shirt of a normal gym class. She had at least learned from past mistakes and engineered her schedule such that gym was her very last class of the day, so she didn't have to sit through further lessons dripping on her papers, driven to distraction from the things that actually mattered to her future by mandatory credits that she had done her level best to avoid as long as possible.

And if Juliette loathed pool day as a whole, she abhorred the locker room and all related. There was little more uncomfortable than changing in front of her classmates; it made the comparative modesty of the school-mandated one-piece swimsuit feel like a joke. Juliette had grappled long and hard with how to approach the situation, weighing the moderately improved comfort of changing in one of the bathroom stalls against the corresponding appearance of being an insecure antisocial freak. She'd chosen, ultimately, to grit her teeth and bear it. Be quick, be calm, act normal. Nobody else seemed to think it was a big deal, so she would pretend she didn't either.

She did, however, do her best to turn up as early as possible for class, so she could get dressed before the bulk of her peers showed up, and then to leave a little late, so most of them were already gone when she changed back. This also looked good for Coach Skinner, who Juliette tried to impress as much as possible but ideally in ways that didn't involve any sort of extra physical activity or gym participation. Looking vaguely enthusiastic by being one of the first there and then standing around not doing anything until everyone else arrived and class actually began was a freebie, as was sticking around after to help with any cleaning up. Nobody had to know she was waiting for the showers to mostly empty out.

Today, however, Juliette was running slightly late; she was early but not as early as usual. This got her nerves going, a pressure building, not quite touching her yet but about to at any moment and with ever-greater force behind it. She was working the lock at her locker, off in a corner of the room, ready to stash her bag and get the dreaded swimsuit-donning over with, but she must have turned the dial one extra rotation because the lock did not pop.

Her first impulse was to growl in frustration or bounce it off the floor or wall, but she didn't do either of those things. She took a breath, not even that deep of a breath, blinked once, and started turning the dial again, slower and more carefully this time. She thought she could hear the door opening, and imagined others beginning to pour into the locker room behind her, shoes clattering against cold damp tile, fluorescent light washing over her classmates as they laughed and chattered and took off their clothes, and then she pushed these thoughts from her mind. They were disrupting her focus.
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January 12th, 2018, 4:34 am #2

Gym class had been something Marceline had avoided for most of her time at George Hunter. She had never really enjoyed having to exercise, and she had really gotten enough from marching band and her drumming anyway, but one thing she did enjoy was swimming. It was a nice break from the other activities of the school day, a chance for her to relax and enjoy the feeling of the water enveloping her body. Had she been born under different circumstances in a different life, maybe she would have even been a swimmer.

Some people, however, didn't really share her love for the water.

When Marceline entered the girl's locker room, she had noticed that a nearby locker mate, Juliette, was still struggling with the lock, when normally she would already be dressed and ready. Marceline had long since figured out through observation that Juliette was none too keen on gym class in general, a feeling they shared, but where Marceline enjoyed the water, Juliette seemed to hate it even more than normal gym class. It was a difference between them that Marceline could potentially exploit for her own amusement.

She leaned over in Julie's direction, making sure to draw out the first few words of her sentence. "Heeey theeere, Julie Cooly, having trouble getting into your locker?"
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January 12th, 2018, 5:06 am #3

The current situation was not why Juliette usually arrived early and changed quickly, but it being avoided by those same behaviors was undeniably an auxiliary benefit. Marceline Carlson was someone who seemed to take a certain glee in winding others up, and part of this came through a certain casual callousness in her interactions with them. Or perhaps she was merely ignorant of the effect she had on others, or danced to her own tune without the typical socialization that told her to stay in her own lane. The cause was not immaterial in the grand scheme of things, but it made no difference in this precise moment; the girl's manner, whatever its origin, was on full display as she popped up, summarily renamed Juliette, and poked at the situation that had been most frustrating moments ago.

And yet, Marceline was not all the girls in class, was not a storm of noise and chaos and bodies and distraction; she was a single variable, though admittedly an outlier. The manifestation of her unpredictability was a predictable event.

"Hey, Marceline," Juliette said, glancing to the other girl and giving her a closed-lip smile but quickly turning back to her task. As she spoke, her fingers twisted the cool metal dial. She'd been halfway through the combination when Marceline spoke, and had not lost her place. 41-18-22, three counterclockwise, two clockwise, one more counterclockwise. With a flick of her thumb, the lock opened with a satisfyingly metallic click.

"I miscounted the first time," Juliette said, returning her gaze to the newcomer. The pop of the lock had been like a pop in the bubble of tension surrounding her, and now she was, if not back in her element, returned to status quo. This was no worse than any other time she'd been late enough to have to change with some of her classmates. Perhaps it was even somehow better.

"How're you?" she asked.
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January 13th, 2018, 7:12 pm #4

"I'm feeling great!" Marceline said, as she fiddled with the combination lock on her own locker. "Later today I get to make out with my hot girlfriend, so you know, that's pretty fantastic."

"And as a bonus, it's pool day!" She yanked her locker door open, revealing her one piece swimsuit inside. "Spending time in the water is always fun, but if all else fails I can just pretend to be a sea monster and grab someone and drag them underneath," she said, as she clawed at the air playfully while taking off her clothes. "But uh... I've kinda figured out that you don't really agree with me on that one, Julie Cooly. You look like you're ready to die whenever we get in the water."

"But that's okay, it's like, uh... hold on a second..." Marceline tossed her clothing into the locker and slammed the locker door closed, before quickly slipping into her swimsuit. The idea of changing in front of other girls had never really bothered her, they were all human after all, and they didn't need to be ashamed of their bodies; though she acknowledged that changing mid-conversation might make the proceedings a little bit awkward, as she sheepishly turned her attention back to Juliette.

"...I uh, just thought I'd rib you a bit because of it is all, eheh."
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January 13th, 2018, 7:49 pm #5

"It's fine," Juliette said. The other girl was changing, and while her attention seemed somewhat focused on her own process of disrobing, Juliette kept up her smile. At the same time, her fingers found the hem of her blouse; she then blinked, dug her swimsuit out of her pack, and stuffed everything but her clothes into the locker. Properly-utilized efficiency could help in almost all circumstances.

"I don't hate it. It's just... I guess it's not my favorite, no," she said. She bent and removed her shoes and socks, then straightened and pulled her blouse over her head. She felt her lips twitch slightly in the brief moment her face was concealed. She was going to keep talking. Different situations called for different solutions, and in this case talking was at least a small distraction. She needed distractions to draw her focus away from what she didn't want to think about. Who was Marceline's girlfriend? Did she know the answer to that question? Juliette must have know the other girl's orientation if she was so open about it, but had somehow drawn a blank. She glanced at Marceline as she spoke, the customary search for eye contact, and found the other girl was still mostly naked.

"I don't think I'm good at it," Juliette continued. Distractions. She slipped out of her skirt, the perfect excuse to turn her gaze back away. "I didn't really learn as a kid, and I feel like I disappoint Coach Skinner. Most of you look so graceful."

Juliette obviously had not been properly surreptitious about her distaste for the activity. She liked to think she had very good control over how she presented herself to others, but the truth was that relied heavily on her paying attention and dedicating focus to it, and when she was forced into the pool she was spending a lot of her concentration on motor functions. At least Marceline had let her know that her discomfort had shown through. The other girl seemed astute and perceptive, which shouldn't have taken Juliette by surprise. Maybe under better circumstances it wouldn't have.

Quickly, Juliette finished undressing and pulled on her swimsuit. Once she was settled that it was fitting properly, she turned back to her garments, discarded on the bench behind her, and started folding them. The tiles beneath her feet were clammy, damp. Her legs and arms felt exposed and uncomfortably chill. She ran her right hand over her left wrist a couple times, trying to work some warmth into it.
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January 17th, 2018, 4:12 pm #6

"Hm, that's fair enough," Marceline said, while running her fingers through her hair. "Not everyone can look as good as I do in the water, after all."

She glanced at Juliette and smiled. "Kidding, of course. I'm not that full of myself."

Marceline quickly looked around the room, judging how many of the other girls in the room had finished changing. Many of them seemed to be almost done, and a few of them were already leaving to head out to the pool. There were, however, still a handful of stragglers that were still talking to each other in their normal clothes, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the gym teachers would come in and yell at them if they didn't get changed quickly enough. Given that the two of them were also hanging around talking rather than moving, they would probably get lumped in with the other stragglers, and Marceline wasn't in the mood to be angrily ordered around.

"Hm... how's about you and I go ahead and get out there, Julie Cooly?" She winked at the other girl. "Don't worry, you won't have to get in the water immediately."
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January 18th, 2018, 11:28 pm #7

Juliette let out a chuckle after Marceline explained that she was joking. School-sanctioned swimsuits weren't overly flattering on anyone, though some wore them better than others. Juliette also paid particular attention to the way her companion of circumstance stressed the word "that," deciding that it was another self-deprecating joke, but at the same time wondering whether there might not be a kernel of truth about the statement. If there was, just how self aware was it?

The lockers had filled and partially emptied again, and Juliette's attention had at least been generally preoccupied with Marceline, pushing some of the typical concerns from her mind. With them, however, had gone some of her attention normally devoted to keeping herself on task. Juliette did not enjoy that sort of lapse, and particularly not in this sort of situation. Keeping on Coach Skinner's good side was hard enough with Juliette's general lack of enthusiasm for the class. Marceline had figured her out, so she should be especially sure to put her best foot forward today.

"I guess we should," Juliette said to Marceline. She let a little of the resignation she'd normally have muffled into her tone; what was known was known, and nobody else seemed to be paying them much attention.

With a nod to the other girl, Juliette made her way through the locker room, eyes fixed on the floor as if to avoid stepping in anything slimy, watching her own toes as they crossed the tiles. Her toenails were painted very pale green, matching her fingernails, despite the fact that this was the only situation in which her classmates would ever see her feet and they were mostly going to be submerged anyways. She was pretty sure she looked as good as she could—Juliette scrupulously kept up with her hygiene and appearance, but especially on gym days; it wouldn't do to slack on shaving on a day when others would actually see her legs and armpits.

Once she was into the pool room proper, Juliette slowed her pace a little, appreciating the change of terrain beneath her feet from slick tile to rough concrete. She'd moved quickly, but had made sure not to rush ahead to an extent that she'd abandon Marceline unless the girl was lollygagging. And now that all she had left to move towards was the actual swimming, she allowed her pace to become even more relaxed.
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January 26th, 2018, 2:53 am #8

Marceline followed Juliette out of the locker room, teasing her hair with her hands all the while.

The concrete of the pool room was rough on her feet–Marceline was used to constantly wearing socks, so any sort of uneven terrain touching her bare feet annoyed her–and the smell of the chloramines coming from the water irritated her nose, but the water itself was always nice. She sat down next to the water's edge and dipped her feet into it as sounds of conversation echoed around the pool room, the water feeling cool on her skin.

She craned her head toward her victim turned compatriot and shouted, "Hey, Julie Cooly! C'mere, the water's great!"

"C'mooooon," she continued, "you don't want to be my first victim when I feel like being the local pool shark, do you?"
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22:48 Guest13519 Who look and act about 12?
22:48 Courtney I really don't know.
22:48 Courtney Ask him.
22:48 Courtney I mean he's right here.
22:49 SpiralAgnew Sorry, I couldn't hear you
22:49 Outfoxd I gotta go to bed
22:49 SpiralAgnew I was too busy riding that Nintendo high

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20:46 Kilmarnock: YOUR ANUS IS MINE

22:37 Mimi: SOMETIMES I DO PENIS

22:00 Sansa: Vagina. <3 OTP till the end of time.

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20:00 Naft: Jokes on you
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13:00 Zarina: I DON'T ONLY PLAY HORRIFIC YAOI H-GAMES RACHEL
13:00 Zarina: SOMETIMES I PLAY OTHER THINGS
13:00 Zarina: LIKE HORRIFIC HETEROSEXUAL H-GAMES

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January 26th, 2018, 4:24 am #9

Man, all that effort to figure out somethin' to put on today and it turned out she had gym class anyway.

((Teresa Rojas, continued from Sweet Design))

Wasn't too big of a deal, though. Like, yeah she wasted some time but… eh, bein' annoyed about every bit of shit that went her way didn't give her the ty'pa mood that she liked. 'Specially when it was gym, even though it ruined the aesthetic this girl right here was goin' for it still prolly stood as onenatha only fun classes in this school. Like, seriously. When in the other classes did she actually run around and like, actually do shit? Not Math. Not Geo. Not any of the other classes she'd do today, that was for sure. Like, really. Social Studies or whatever they called it was okay but honestly? She'd pick PE over doin' anything else any day of the week.

'Specially this one. Pool day was like, fuckin' great. She just got to like, hang around, do shit with people, have fun in the water all she liked. In the grand scheme of things there were a couple things above that in the fun ladder, but when she was in class?

Yeah, ain't a lot there was that could get above that.

So here she was. Struttin' around the pool. This girl here got out kinda early so she decided to like, pace around and do stuff. Wait for other peeps to come out. Once they showed herself, she'd make her choice. Figure out who the coolest person to hang with for today would be. She sorta knew already - been a while since she'd been in another PE class, would be really fuckin' weird if she didn't know everyone by now - but hey, maybe someone else here would be appealin'. Maybe she might just hang around some other people today. People that this girl right here could have some a lil' bit of fun with.

People like Marcy, for example.

She could see the two of em' near the edge of the pool, Marcy already gettin' herself wet. She knew the two from around school - sorta hard not to really. Marcy was wanna those kinda people who this girl sorta saw as a little kindred - wasn't into parties like she was, but hey, girl was fun and girl was loud, not a lotta difference between the two of 'em. Juliette was like, the wannabe politician she always saw on the walls. Always wanted to look proud, always wanted to look pristine, always wanted to look, like, as good as possible just so that she could get everyone else's votes when the polls came.

But hey, that didn't matter too much.

She took a couple steps over to the two of them. Stopped with her eyes in front of Julie's face, her back facing the pool.

"Yo," she said, letting the word go long. "You guys ready?"
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G???: Anna "Roxanne" Herbert - "...It's a god-awful small affair..." - 0%
PREGAME - Past: 1 | Present: 1 2 3
THEME: Dire Straits - Skateaway

G???: Teresa Rojas - "..." - 0%
PREGAME - Past: 1 | Present: 1 2
THEME: Tata Young - Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me

B???: Jonathan Meyers - "..." - 0%
PREGAME - Past: 1 | Present: 1
THEME: Kate Miller-Heidke - Caught In The Crowd
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Ashley Tanner - The Tattooed Jackass - "We got the music, we got the drinks, I think we have a recipe for some rock n' roll."
Yuko Hayashibara - The Tomboy - "Yo, homeboy, come over here. I wanna play some ball."
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B003: Jeremy Frasier - ?Yeah. No regrets.? - 57%
Kills: 2 | Equipped with: Scoped Raging Bull, $1000, Wooden Baseball Bat, Eyepatch, Pancor Jackhammer
PREGAME - Past: 1 2 3 | Present: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 | Sadie Hawkins: 1 2
V6: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14
THEME: OneRepublic - Love Runs Out

B013: Alvaro Vacanti - ?Thank... you...? - 41%
Kills: 3 | Equipped with: MAC-10
PREGAME - Past: 1 2 3 | Present: 1 2 3 4 5 | Sadie Hawkins: 1 2
V6: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14
THEME: The Megas - The Haystack Principle

G030: Jasmine King - "I win." - 11%
Kills: 0 | Equipped with: Brass Knuckles
PREGAME - Past: 1 | Present: 1 2 3 | Sadie Hawkins: 1
V6: 1 2 3 4 5
THEME: Luck Ganriki - golden sneer


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January 26th, 2018, 7:47 pm #10

"Alright," Juliette said. "I'm ready."

She wasn't. Normally, she would've lingered on the edges of the pool for as long as she could before Coach Skinner forced everyone to get started. That could be some time if, as was the case today, the woman was distracted with students or preparations on the other side of the room. This situation was different, however; Marceline was a joker and was providing ample warning, and Juliette was going to have to get into the pool anyways, so she'd play by the girl's rules. Teresa's appearance only served to magnify the wisdom of that choice.

Juliette saw her two companions of fate as cut from the same cloth, or at least adjacent bolts. The trajectory for this class was at this point effectively set; all that remained was for Juliette to decide how she would navigate it—a decision she'd pretty much made a few minutes ago—and then to put that into action.

"Hey, Teresa," she added, giving the newcomer a little smile as well.

Then Juliette ducked around her, being careful not to get into the girl's bubble but also not to keep so far from her that it felt like she was shying away or avoiding her, and knelt at the side of the pool next to Marceline. Juliette gave the girl a quick once-over; she was easing her way into things or perhaps savoring the whole experience. Both options had their place. Neither was for Juliette. Not right now, at least.

She took one deep breath, took in the world. There was conversation and laughter from her classmates, girls filing out of the locker room, splashes from those few already getting started. The pool smelled of pool, and looked like it too. The plastic red and white lane dividers bobbed with the almost invisible current; Juliette always thought they looked like they should be covered in seaweed or barnacles, ready to coat her side with a sheen of slime. The lights had that quality that came only with fluorescents reflecting off too-sterile water. The tile depth markings at the bottom rippled with the liquid interference.

Juliette dipped the big toe of her right foot into the pool, and then slid entirely into the water before that first shock of wet and chill could fully register.

The coldness swept over her at once, neck to toes, and she bobbed her head down underwater, feeling her hair lift from her shoulders, feeling the clamminess caress her eyelids, her nostrils, her ears. Her muscles stiffened and tensed, her fingers and toes curled, goosebumps rose along her arms, and she resurfaced a second later with a gasp. It was really, really cold. Juliette crossed her arms over her chest like she was a pharaoh's mummy and trembled slightly, allowing the little movements to restore a tiny bit of warmth and circulation.

"It's refreshing," she said. "But it takes some warming up."
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