Spy School Joshua's POV

Chapter 3: Slime Climb

Lol I took the name of this chapter from one of Fall Guys maps. Lol. 

Next, after this class was one of my favorite classes, slime climb. Erica had told me that sling climb class was basically when we climbed this super tall wall, and we had to do it along with a ton of obstacle courses. Of course, more people didn't pass. The few people who did succeed mostly were 6th-year-olds and had to be very skilled. Erica was the 4th year, and I guess I was a first-year, but I considered myself to be on the top.

After everyone finally ran in, the teacher blew his whistle. This was the first-year-old class, so Erica wasn't with me, but I knew I could do this with or without. I had practiced several times on my grandfather's ranch, like jumping on the roof and some things like jumping on the pigs in the mud pit.

"Listen up!" The teacher barked. "We have a new student, Joshua Hall; everyone welcomes him here." Everyone's head turned towards me, and I ignored them all.

"Can we just get started?" I asked, getting impatient.

"When I say we start, we start!" He barked at me. "I know you're the new student, but how dare you speak to me like that? I am Professor Ringdal!" He yelled at me.

"Two hundred push up now! Everyone do jumping jacks until this tweep finishes," he yelled, and everyone groaned and looked at me with disdain in their eyes.

Fortunately for them, I was Joshua Hall. I do the impossible. So doing a few pushups was no big deal. I usually would go up to doing 10,000 pushups. I wanted to impress the teacher and prove that I was more than a 13-year-old newbie. Within half a minute, I had finished my 200 pushups. But not only did I do 200 pushups, but I also did them on one finger. Everyone was staring at me while doing their lame pushups. The teacher knew that he couldn't do that.

"Alright, alright, nice job, now onto the slime climb!" He barked. Everyone looked at me with awe. Seeing Professor Ringdal compliment a kid was like seeing a shooting star.

"The first person who reaches the top gets an A. The ten last people get extra homework, so move move move!" He yelled at us and blew his whistle. While in regular schools, that would probably have gotten the teacher fired for being so mean to a new student on their first day, but this was a school for spies.

Some of the naughty students tripped and fell and got a beating from the teacher. Everyone ran to the start of the race and waited there. A kid that stood next to me spoke.

"Hey you," he said. "I'm Haulster. You push me off of the ramp or mess with me; you're dead."

"Do you mess with all of the kids like this?" I asked him.

"Just the newbies," he said. "Now stop toying with me, or I'll kick your butt."

"Or I'll kick yours," I said.

"Ha! Like you'll ever get a chance to do-" he said and then yelped as I tripped him. He didn't even get a chance to react before he fell. I did it quietly so no one would notice. Then, I kicked him into the crowd while he yelled at me. But the area was loud so that no one could hear.

"On the count of three, move your butts!" He yelled. "One! Two! Three!"

And then everyone raced forwards and didn't make it far. The ones that were in front mostly fell. They were all too eager to win, and they all failed. The first challenge was the moving beams. There were massive logs that could make you go flying into the mud pit.

Gently whistling and casually walking on the stand, I quickly made it over. People's eyes widened, and they looked at me with shock.

I didn't even have to dodge anything; I just ducked down and casually stepped over the logs like I was taking a casual stroll in the rose garden. Haulster ran over to the log area, and boy, was he angry. He tried to jump over and duck down as skillfully I was, but he wasn't my opponent. He smashed and tripped over a log and then flew across the room as a record hit him on the face.

I ignored him and walked to the mud pit. I quickly climbed on the mud wall and easily climbed over it without getting stuck on it or falling. I jumped down and hopped on the stone to the next obstacle course. I jumped on each of the rocks, bubbling above the mud pit, and quickly ran over to the next area. I dodged the flying stones and people who got hit by them. While most people were falling into the mud pit and flying all over the place, I gracefully walked to the finish line.

The teacher walked over and nodded approvingly to me.

"Can I leave now?" I asked.

"After you finish 500 burpees," he ordered.

"That's not fair, you said when you finish, you leave," I demanded.

"Life's not fair when you're a spy-" he said, and then I punched him in the face.

"You can't punch me! I am the teacher!" He bellowed, his face turning white.

"Sure I can," I said.

"Fine, you can leave the class early if you beat me in a fight," he said, cracking his knuckles.

"Deal," I said. "On the count of three." I knew what he was planning. To throw his punch on the count of two instead of three. I knew that trick. If he didn't play nice, I wouldn't either.

"Alright, fine, let's do this," he said, smirking.

"One," I said and then punched him in the face.

"That's not your face; you cheated!" He yelled, clutching his face.

"If you're not going to play fair, neither will I. Evil never plays fair; why should we?" I said, smirking.

I did a spinning double flying kick in the air and stepped on his face hard. He tried to get up and trip me, but I dodge it and kick his jaw, leaving it bloody.

"Please don't tell me this is how bad this school's teachers are," I said, "grow up." And then walked out the room, grinning.