Today was volleyball day. Coach Barry instructed the girls to split into teams, and Karyn immediately abandoned Athena.
"I'm already part of a team," Karyn smiled as she jogged away. "I'm sure you'll find one that fits you!"
Athena looked around. The girls were all splitting into groups that seemed to be defined by their social circles. The honor-roll kids were grouped together. The art geeks. The... the cheerleaders.
There was something... Athena had to... she had to keep hold of something. Why wasn't there a goth team? Miss Fine. The Ankh of Ankara. It was slowly coming back to her, as she began to fit into her own environment. But whatever team Athena chose, or even whatever team was chosen for her, she had a feeling that she'd find herself lost in it, drifting once again.
But, really, did she have a choice?
