Greg sped around the corner, the wheels of his car scraping the shoulder.

"Hey, Greg! Why don't you slow down a little," whined his little sister, Sarah, as she looked out the window, over the edge of the drop. "What are you trying to do, kill us?"

"I have to to school early, so I can meet with my history teacher. I wouldn't have to hurry if you would have been ready on time." He slowed down to a stop before the red light. "Damnit!"

"Maybe if you wouldn't take so long in the shower, then I could actually get ready on time."

"What the hell are you talking about? It took you a good five minutes after I was done to get into the shower!" Greg turned to look at her.

"I had to finish brushing my teeth," she replied smugly, as she crossed her arms over her chest, her signal for closure.

"Well then, may..." he was cut off by the sound a horn. He looked up to see a green light smiling back at him. There was nothing smooth about the way he accelerated down the road.

"So then I was late for my appointment, and Mr. Kline got all mad at me, like it was all my fault or something."

"Man, I am so glad that I don't have a younger sister. I have enough trouble getting to school on time as it is. If I had to drag someone along with me, I'd never make it."

"Tell me about it. Not only that, but when I go home tonight, I am the one who is going to get yelled at, not her, even though it was her fault." Greg ran his hands over his face. "Argh!"

"I don't mean to add injury to insult, but don't forget that today is the last possible day to ask anyone to the dance. If you're going to ask her, it's now or never."

"Shit, I completely forgot. I'm not ready. I can't do this. I'm way too strung out."

"Whoa, slow down. Take a deep breath. Just relax, man, and be yourself. You'll do fine."

"If I be myself at his point, I'm liable to strangle her."

"That ain't no lie."

"Here are your papers that you handed in two weeks ago. The class as a whole did pretty well, although some of you obviously saved this to the last minute." Greg flipped through his paper quickly, and then checked his grade: D+/C-. D+/C-, how did I get such a bad grade? "The homework for tomorrow is 234-260 in the book. See ya then." The class got up and shuffled out of the room. Before Greg could leave he was stopped by the teacher. "Greg, I noticed that this last paper was noticeably lacking of your usual insights."

"Yeah, well, I've been kind of busy lately, with wrestling and other classes and all."

"You shouldn't let sports get in the way of your school work. Sports what get you into a good college, your education will. If you're that far behind, you should skip one or two days to get caught up."

"That's not how it is. You just can't skip practice. That's not how it works." Greg walked out of the room before his teacher could finish.

"Hey Lorraine, how are you today?"

"I'm fine"

"So, I hear you guys, gals, won your basketball game last night."

"Uh huh."

"You have any points?"

"Fifteen."

"Wow, really, that's a lot."

"I guess."

"You know, Lorraine, I was thinking that maybe if you weren't already going with somebody else that maybe you'd like to, well, go to the dance next week with yours truly." He stepped back and swung his arms out, letting her get a taste of the whole picture.

"Well, the thing is, I'm not going to the dance, because my grandparents are visiting next weekend, and we have to go out to dinner with them that night. So, sorry."

"Yeah, no problem. Well, I have to go now. I'll see you around."

"See ya."

"Hey Greg, Alex. I said to drill, not dance. If you're going to tie up, use it! Don't sit around and hold it for five minutes. If you ever want to be a champion, you have to drill like one!"

"This is conditioning, Greg, not break time. If you don't want to work, I don't care, just leave the room, don't bring everybody down with you."

"What the hell kind of shot was that. If you do it at half speed in here, you're going to do it half speed in a match, and if you do it half speed in a match, you're going to get your ass kicked!"

"Good practice guys. Don't forget, tomorrow the middle school doesn't have practice, so get down here early, so we can get outta here early."