Band was chaotic as always. I used my free period to do homework before weightlifting. I place my headphones into my ear and put on my murder stories podcast. I do my math work first.

I get through 2 episodes of my podcast and my silent alarm before the bell goes off. I put all of my work up and wait for the students to clear out before heading to the gym. I sit my stuff down in the bleachers before I walk over to the sign-in board. I quickly sign my name before going into the locker room to change. I change quickly and return back to the gym with my stuff. Alex comes and sits beside me. “I didn’t know nerds were into weightlifting.” Alex says sarcastically. “Didn’t know astronomy geeks liked weightlifting either.” I said mockingly. Alex says, “Touche.” and breaks off a piece of roll. He silently offers me half and I shake my head. Coach walks in and tells us to push ourselves before returning to his office. He’s never been one for words. He is great when you’re competing though. He makes you wanna push past your limits. He’ll come back out later to see how we’re doing, yell at a few people and then go back to his office. I load up the bar and start doing some bench presses. I see Alex out of my peripheral doing bicep curls. They definitely work for him. I shake the thought from my head and continue doing bench presses. Coach comes back out to yell at some people when I’m done bench pressing. He doesn’t necessarily yell but gives pointers with a raised voice. “Carmen! Why are you stopping, get back to work!”, Coach shouts. “Yes sir.”, I replied before walking towards the treadmill.