Estaminet and Gymnastics

''Why do you look so scared?'' she laughed as she stood in front of me smiling.

I was scared. I didn't think she would attack me, but she might bully me with her words and that was much worse in my opinion.

''I'm not scared,'' I said though I knew I wasn't convincing anyone.

''Don't worry,'' she said and lightly nudged me with her elbow, ''Just came to ask you how you are? The last time I saw you, you were crying,''

''Oh, I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking,'' I said. I wasn't feeling as relaxed as Mindy seemed.

''That's good,'' Mindy said.

Then there was an awkward silence with me avoiding eye contact and her shifting nervously from side to side.

''Well great catching up,'' I spoke and tried to leave, however, she had other ideas as she grabbed my upper arm.

''How's Zack?'' she asked and nervously chewing on her lower lip.

I liked Mindy, well as much as you can like someone who you've never talked to, and while I, at times, made her out to be the villain she was actually nice-