She could almost feel Star shaking against her body. It was obvious she was nervous, and scared about what was going to happen. She felt Star slipping from behind her, quickly wrapping the towel around her body. It was more than obvious he wasn't going to wait for them to dress themselves, so she scoffed lightly at the feel of the water cutting off and the warm, dry towel being thrown at her. Despite the circumstances Angel was calm. She seemed more annoyed and angry than anything else. She accepted Star's help from the tiled, wet floor graciously. "Thanks." She quickly wrapped the towel around her curvy torso and turned to face Star, holding firmly onto her shoulders. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine. I promise. I'll take care of it."<br/><br/>She took Star's hand and lead her out of the showers and the girl's locker room. She could see Coach's foot prints from his wet boots. They were so far apart, he must have been mad at them... Finally they made it to his office, Angel not letting go of Star's hand at all for support. The only way she would is if she let go because of the not so comfortable situation...