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Kat smiled and planted a quick kiss on the Coach's cheek. "Grumpy as hell, but you've got some heroics in you after all." She leaned back onto her heels with a sassy tilt to her hip, "So, are you going to let the students continue to believe you're playing favorite, or are you going to yell at me to go do some horrendously difficult athletic task, like a proper coach?"

Kat's color blanched some at the sudden yell, her eyes widening briefly. "Damn, have a military background or something? I was joking, you know."

Kat gave him a glare, but turned and took off in a run to do the laps. By the time she finished her legs were slightly wobbly and she was gasping for breath. She made her way back towards the rest of the class, grumbling under her breath about high school coaches.

Kat grumpily moved over by Sam, "has the coach always been such a grumpy-a**-b*****d?" She pulled her hair back and out of her face with a rubberband, brushing back a line of sweat from her forehead.

"Had to take a few minutes to flirt with the teach at the beginning of class. It's a new girl standard." Kat chuckled, "But you're right, should have run." She turned and played interested in Sam's setup of the bench press, mostly attempting to look busy without having to work with weights herself. "How much are you stacking on there, Sam?"

Kat stood up and glanced down at him as he pressed. "Curiosity. In my last school it was kind of the lax class." She shrugged her shoulders slightly, and nudged one of the weights on the floor with her toe. The thought of them made her healing bullet wound twinge, the running had been pain enough, she wasn't too keen on messing with the weights just yet. "Think I had some other nefarious reasons to join the class?" She asked, her smile sharpening into a mocking tilt.

Kat tilted her head, the strawberry-blond pony tail moving to dangle down her shoulder. She'd lost some of the teasing tilt to her smile as she looked at him. "Really now? And what type do I come across as?" She locked her eyes on his, "Be honest and brutal, Sam."

Kat wanted to strangle him, swear at him, and hit him over the head with one of the weights until at some point he caught on that she was attempting to save his life. But instead she smiled, held out her hands in an innocent gesture and stepped back. "Woah, cross a line somewhere?" She shrugged and let out a sigh "Fair enough."

She moved to the back of the room where she could get by on not having to interact too much with the weights, picking up a few casual conversations with some of the other students for the rest of the class.