Catherine James
School Library

Catherine, was sitting quietly in the library at the school. Having just returned from a suspension from a recent fight, Catherine was beginning to think that it would be in her best interest to keep her nose clean, her head down, and keep out of getting in any more trouble. She’d always been fond of books, as of late, she has been more interested in Egyptian Mythology.
The library was rather impressive. Large shelves of numerous books stretched for a great distance in the library. Many of these books were quite old, leaving the library with very strict rules on the proper keeping and treatment of these books. The smell of paper and dust was heavily sweet to Catherine’s senses. The dim lighting in the library was probably the best part. A perfect place for anyone to shut in for a good book.
Catherine, had been reading about an Egyptian god by the name of Sobek. He was a crocodilian Lord of the Nile. As far as she understood, Egypt was a civilization from a long time before Catherine was born. They existed in a desert and the Nile River was the provider for all of their food and water. The Egyptians seemed rather concerned with the upkeep of this river. It was incredibly important to them.
She had spent around thirty minutes reading into the book before she decided she would set the book aside for another session and would make her way back outside. She didn’t want to miss any of the soccer playing that would be happening about this time. Soccer was one of Catherine’s favorite sports. There was someone on the team who Catherine would enjoy getting to know. Catherine was beginning to feel at a lack of friends since her last suspension. She could only figure that other people did not want to get in trouble with her.
It wasn’t quite her fault though. Another kid had been picking on someone else. She felt it was unfair for anyone to be being picked on and decided she would interject into the teasing. What ended up happening was more insults being slung, to the point where Catherine had had enough and pushed the other kid. A few back and forth pushes happened that ended in a few fists being swung and more than enough bruises for the two of them to be feeling hurt for the next few weeks. Catherine, was lucky enough to get most of the bruises in her abdomen, however, one unsightly bruise still remained on her cheek. Catherine left the library and moved toward the soccer field.

Catherine James
Cloud’s Cross, Sports Field

Catherine, stood idly by the soccer field. She was a fan of the sport but not much of a player. Among the things available to do in Cloud's Cross, watching the occasional soccer game was the closest to any action the town got. All the while, Catherine was quite happy being behind the fences and snacking down on a bag of chips. The loud call of, "Goal!" had rang through the field and yard.
Looking toward the goal area, Ava Clearwater, had scored. She was good at what she did and was definitely one of Catherine's favorite players. Though they've never talked, Catherine had always felt that it'd be possible they could be friends. If they ever actually spoke together. Catherine, reached back into her bag of chips only to find it empty. Looking sadly at the bag, Catherine crumpled it up and tossed it to the nearest trash bin.
Unfortunately she missed. Looking around, a bit embarrassed, Catherine sulked her way over to the trash bin to put the crumpled bag in the trash. She wondered to herself if whether or not talking to Ava would be a good idea. Catherine, always felt she was on a higher social ladder. She after all, played sports. Catherine, got in fights and was just returning from a suspension.
Taking a look up at the bleachers, she figured that finding a spot to sit and watch the game would be good. Ava, and a boy. The boy was blonde and to Catherine's knowledge, spent a lot of time with Ava. It wasn't her knowledge to keep up with any of the social circles around the school. Since he was an unknown to her, she decided she'd go and sit next to him.
Walking her way over, another boy had become involved. She felt a little worried to approach, but was already on her way over. She sat down next to the blonde boy nervously, her hands on her lap and starred out at the field as the game had begun to resume again.