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Alex wasn't known for being punctual, but this afternoon he made sure he was at the gym five minutes early. Today was the last day of tryouts, which meant he had to make damn sure he was on top of his game. For the millionth time, he cursed himself for procrastinating this long; now that time was running out, he was dangerously low on options... and the ones that were left didn't exactly play to his strengths. Sadly, aside from hiking and bike-riding, he wasn't too much of an athlete. He just hoped to god that he was enough of one to make the team.

The nineteen-year-old college freshman had gotten himself into a bit of a pickle. Due to his impressive grades and exemplary citizenship in high school, the institution was willing to waive 75% of his tuition... on two conditions. The first was that he maintain a Grade Point Average of 3.5 or higher - no problem. The second was that he participate in at least two official extracurricular clubs or activities per semester, one of which had to be a competitive, intramural event. This shouldn't have been a problem either, had he not listened to the drunken frat boys who assured him that there were always plenty of open slots and that he shouldn't hurry.

"Alex?" A female voice came from behind him. "Hi!"

Alex turned to see Jill striding up to the gym. Jill's was a very distinctive appearance. She was the tallest woman Alex had ever met, her 6'2" frame giving her four inches over himself, along with almost everyone else. Hell, she was probably one of the tallest people he had met. With her blue eyes and long, platinum blonde hair, Alex thought she looked like a Valkyrie out of some Norse opera. The first thing he had said to her, when they'd met in Classics last week, was, "Hello, I'm Alex. You're really tall." Jill had blushed and shaken her head at him, but she didn't seem to take it in a bad way. She had continued sitting next to him, and usually provided conversation on the way out of the building.

"Oh, hey there!" Alex replied as she came up to the door. "Here for paddling tryouts?"

She shook her head. "I'm already on the team. It's, like, my favorite sport."

She smiled broadly. Jill had this wide, full-cheeked grin and freckled girlish face that looked almost out of place on her stature. Alex smiled back.

"I used to be pretty good back in middle school," he said, recalling his sea-kayak trips around Puget Sound, "but... uh... it has kinda been awhile."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure you'll do fine." She sounded like she meant it, which honestly confused Alex a bit; his arms were not exactly bulging. "You want to work together?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Together? They don't have the new people together for tryouts?"