<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_23.jpg)</div><strong>Beryl Stoneley</strong><br/><br/>Monday, August 25th, late afternoon<br/><br/>The Athletic Center, with Peter<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Peter, is it?" Beryl replied with a smile. "I see that you survived practice." They'd introduced everyone on the team the first day of practice. She wasn't much good with memorizing most things, but she had a knack for names. She couldn't quite remember what event he ran, though. She was reasonably sure he wasn't a 1600m runner like herself ... but she knew even that could be wrong. The girls ran a slightly different workout than the boys' team, so it was possible they ran the same event.<br/><br/>"<em>Like</em>is such a strong word ... but yes, I'm liking it so far." She gestured towards all the other students hurrying in and out of the locker rooms. "Just wish these were a little bigger. I'm not exactly looking forward to going into a sauna. Things always this busy here?"<br/><br/>With a sigh and a groan, Beryl stood up, stretching her arms high above her head, not really noticing her breasts straining against the sweat-soaked fabric of her running top. "Any advice you can give to a newbie?" she asked. "I was planning on a quick shower, then heading over to the dining hall for something to eat. Is it crowded there now, or should I wait a little longer?"