See what Ariel is up to

Ignoring the dodgeball mob, you decide to join Ariel, although joining your hyper-competitive, hyper-athletic best friend and her other friends for gym is an iffy business.

“Hey ladies, what’re you guys up to for gym?” You ask gamely.

“Oh hi Danielle, I’m so glad you came joined us! We were just talking about a new girls team we wanted to start” said Ariel enthusiastically as she stood up and gave you a very friendly hug.

Ariel was joined by three other friends. You knew two of them, Frannie and Ella, quite well, but the third girl there you didn’t know well at all. Frannie was on all of Ariel’s teams, and you were occasionally a little “friend jealous” of her, because Ariel spent so much time with her.

Frannie was as athletic as Ariel, but whereas Ariel was average height, busty, and powerful looking, Frannie was tall and lithe, like a basketball or volleyball player. She wasn’t flat chested exactly, but her boobs seemed small in relation to her body. In reality they were probably a high end b-cup. She had long, straight red hair that was usually pulled back in to a ponytail, alabaster skin, and she was speckled with orange freckles. Frannie had a long, somewhat angular face that was pretty, but slightly androgynous.

Ella was a curious case. She was tiny, shorter than your sister Rachel by an inch, though a bit curvier than your sister. It was probably easier to describe her by explaining that Ariel and Frannie just call her “mouse.” The nickname fit her to a tee. She had a small feature, mousey face, short straight dirty blond hair that was just wavy enough that it always seemed messy. She had breasts that were about the same size as Frannie’s but whereas Frannie’s seemed small on her, Ella’s seemed quite sizable on her. Combined with her curiously big butt, she had the figure of a miniature hourglass. What was curious about Ella though, was that she was not athletic at all. If anything, she was clumsy, non-aggressive, and looked like she’d be more at home in a library. Nevertheless, she was also on every team with Ariel and Frannie, and you didn’t have to expend a lot of mental energy to imagine why.

“So, this is my best friend Danielle. Danielle, you know Frannie and Ella, but I don’t think you’ve ever met Katya,” Ariel gestured to the stranger in the crowd, then continued. “Katya is kind of the inspiration for the new team. She moved from St. Petersburg over the summer. She’s been training for the Olympics as a wrestler her whole life, and she’s agreed to help find us a coach and teach us to wrestle!” Ariel finished with obvious enthusiasm for the idea.

“Yes, I admit I am for myself in this. If there are no good competition, how can I get better, no?” Katya said broken, but well accented English.

“That’s great, you say, well you’ve fallen in with some really nice girls, you’ll have a lot of fun.” You say, realizing that this is maybe not your cup of coffee, and trying to extricate yourself.

“C’mon Dani, I know you’re not going to join us on the wrestling team, but you’re no slouch, just join us today, pleeeease?” Ariel asked, looking at you pleadingly and putting her hand lightly on your shoulder.

“OK, ok, I’ll wrestle with you, just this once though…” You say…
Who’s your partner?

(N.B. this section was written as sort of an experiment. I was toying with the idea of writing "Yet another wrestling story". Suffice it to say, that won't be happening, I found the action excruciating to write. If someone wants to write a few threads to fill out this section, I'd be grateful. I certainly won't be.