Katherine didn't hate gym class, per se, but it definitely was not her favorite thing to participate in. If she didn't dislike academic courses so much, it would have been easier to claim that she hated physical education, but compared to the math and science courses, it was harder to complain about this one. She was athletic enough that if she put some effort into the class, it would have been an easy A for her. Gym was still school for Kat though, and that meant that automatically, her interest in it was lower than it needed to be. She would gladly run on the treadmill at her home, but somehow, being expected to do that at school made it seem agonizing. Needless to say, she was far from thrilled when kickball was announced as the game of the day, and even less thrilled when Natalia and Gabrielle were placed on different teams than her. She still had friends on her team, like Lennox and Ari, but both of them cared too much about the game to act as equally uninterested teammates to keep her occupied all period. By the last inning of the game, she happily found herself an unoccupied nook of the field that didn't seem to get any action all game, and remained there. Though she heard Mr. Lessig announce that he game would still be over, she barely even looked to see who was kicking, nonetheless actually take the time to process that Tristan was probably the last person his teammates wanted making such an important kick. Honestly, she wasn't even aware that the score was tied and if you had told her that her team was losing by one hundred points, or winning by that, even, she would have believed you without a second thought.
The announcement that the game was nearing its finished came at the right time, because she was growing antsy standing out in the heat. Her shoe wasn't even untied when she had bent down to tie it, but untying it and retying it seemed like a good idea to look. She had caught Mr. Lessig eying her, and after doing nothing all period, she knew that she needed to at least be doing something to fill the time, rather than just standing there and making it more obvious that she wasn't participating. Considering how spaced out she had been all morning, she knew that she needed a good grade this semester in physical education because she wasn't going to get it anywhere else.
It was just Kat's luck that the ball would be kicked to her at the worst possible time, and the expression on her face represented that, as she scowled in the direction that the ball had come from once Rhys and Ari's shouts woke her up. Sebastian had already grabbed it and tossed it back towards the front of the field, hoping to make a play before the team could score, but Kat couldn't have cared less about that. To her, it seemed like a personal offense that Tristan had kicked the ball in her direction. She immediately wanted to play the victim, partly out of embarrassment, because everyone watching the play could clearly see that she wasn't paying any attention (even though that was nothing new for her), and partly because that was just in her character. That part of her was quick to convince herself that Tristan had purposely kicked it to her to make her seem like a fool, and that it was downright unfair of him to do that while she was clearly busy tying her shoe. Additionally, that irrational side of her had her turning her head back to glare at Bas, who had done absolutely nothing wrong, as her inner monologue wondered who he thought he was to come into her area of the field when clearly she would have gotten over to the ball when she was ready to. "You always need to be the center of attention, don't you?" she snapped in his direction, despite knowing good and well that he had actually saved her from embarrassment, and probably being yelled at by their teacher for being distracted. Obviously, her bitter inquiry was based on more than just the silly kickball game that she still found impossible to focus on, even in these tense last few moments.