The Night

Chapter 65: Gym

Hey guys!!! I hope everyone had a great week and I hope their weekend is going amazing so far. I don't usually update on the weekend but I don't have anything to do at the moment rather than homework, so I decided to update. But I'm only gonna get to write 2 chapters. So here is the 1st chapter of the day. Enjoy😜

Skye's POV
"Hubcap and Dwayne?" Zuma whispered from Rubble's left. "What kind of names are those?" I shrugged as Rubble raised a brow. I wasn't sure who was who, but one looked meaner than the other. The short ones always have anger issues, and it definitely seemed like that was the case here. The taller one seemed to have a soft side, and the shorter one looks like the type to get away with murder. They both wore black leather jackets and black boots. The tall one wore a bandana on his head, and the shorter one had a bracelet with spikes.

"You two can take a seat right here," Mr. Osborne said as he pointed at two seats in front of the class. They both walked up to the seats and slouched in them. "I will like to speak to Rubble and Zuma after class."

"Oh, boy," Rubble worried. "I'm going to be asked to show them around."

"You'll be fine," I said.

"Turn to page 67 in your textbooks," Mr. Osborne instructed. "We will be starting a new lesson."
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Third POV
"Dodgeball?" Everest asked.

"Yeah," Rocky said as he and Everest crossed in the hall. "You're just lucky you play with another 11th grade class and not 9th or 12th," Rocky said as he rubbed his shoulder.

"I guess," Everest shrugged. "See ya."

"Bye." Everest and Rocky continued to make their way down the hall and to their class. Everest ran down the stairs and made it to the first floor, spotting Skye, Zuma, and Rubble walking with gym bags in their hand. She ran up to them with excitement and joy inside.

"Boo," she said as she jumped up on Rubble, who stood in the middle of Zuma and Skye.

"Oh, hey, Eve," Skye smiled.

"Dude, you have gym too?" Zuma asked.

"So you guys do have gym with me," Everest beamed. "Yay."

"Where's Ella?" Zuma asked, ignoring what Everest had just said.

"Oh, I think she might miss gym," Everest shrugged. "She was chosen to show one of the new students around."

"So were they," Skye pointed at the other two.

"And we're still doing gym," Rubble added.

"Oh, you were?"

"Yeah," Rubble nodded. "I have to show someone named Hubcap around."

"Hubcap?" Everest asked. "What kinda name is that?"

"My name," Hubcap said from behind Everest.

"Ha, you and the other girl look alike," Everest chuckled as Hubcap frowned.

"Never say that," he hissed.

"You both look like thugs," Everest laughed. "Y'all really think this is a type of prison."

"Who are you talking to?" Hubcap asked with a tone that allowed him to seem bolder.

"I think she's talking to you," Dwayne said from behind Hubcap.

"I know," Hubcap rolled his eyes.

"Then why are you asking who she's-?"

"Just forget it!" Hubcap yelled. "Who are you?"

"Everest," Everest answered. "Now, why do you care?"

"Just for the heck of knowing your name," Hubcap said with irratation. "You gotta watch out."

"Yeah, sure," Everest laughed sarcastically. "I'm so worried." Hubcap walked off with Dwayne following from behind. "Why are the short ones the ones with temper issues?" Skye and Zuma shrugged, not knowing why as Rubble seemed offended.

"I'm kinda short," Rubble pointed out. "And I don't have temper issues."

"You're not short," Everest shook her head. "You seem short 'cuz you're shorter than all of us, but you're kinda average." The four walked to the gym and saw the gym teachers setting up.

"See you after," Skye said as the girls walked into the girls' locker room, and the boys went into theirs.
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Skye's POV
"He didn't even do anything to you," I told.

"I'm just not getting a good vibe out of them," Everest explained.

"Okay, but like, you didn't need to go off like that," I replied.

"Yes, I did," Everest argued.

"Give me one good reason why you had to."

"My gut told me to."

"Your gut or your mind?" I said as I tilted my head a little with a smirk.

"Both."

"I think you blocked the voice of your gut and heard your mind-like you always do."

"Uh, no, I don't."

"Yes, you do," I laughed.

"And this is the girls' locker room," Ella said as she walked in with another girl. Now that I see the girl, Everest was right. This girl wore almost the same thing as the other two guys. I'm just questioning how Dwayne got into school with a bandana. From what I know, bandanas aren't allowed in school. The girl wore a leather jacket with ripped jeans and big black boots. "This is Skye, and you already know Everest. Skye, this is Gasket."

"Hey," I lightly waved with a smile.

"Hi," Gasket said sarcastically with a frown.

"Why gotta be so harsh?" Everest asked with attitude. "Like damn." Gasket didn't say or do anything but roll her eyes. Ella, Zuma, and Rubble are going to be dealing with a handful.
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Zuma's POV
"We were planning on having a game of boys against girls," our gym teacher, Mr. Corriea, began. "But from the results of the last class, we're doing a game of class against class."

"And we won't be playing dodgeball. Instead, we'll be playing bombardian soccer."

"Yes," I heard Skye celebrate.

"Seeing new faces, we'll explain the game," Mr. Corriea informed. "Bombardian soccer is a game similar to dodgeball, but we use foam balls rather than dodgeballs. We'll have ten balls in the middle and both teams on opposite sides facing the balls."

"When we blow the whistle, each team will run to the middle and grab a ball," Mr. Henkle continued. "Now, since this is bombardian soccer, instead of throwing the ball, you have to kick it."

"The only way someone from the other team can get out is by someone catching the ball or if they get hit with a ball, like dodgeball," Mr. Corriea stated. "When you get out, you'll line up right here. People from your team can get back in if someone catches a ball."

"And if you hit the basketball net backboard, everyone from your team who is out gets back in," Mr. Henkle finished. "Now, any questions? My class over here and Mr. Corria's class over there," the other gym teacher, Mr. Henkle, instructed. We all got up and walked off to our end of the gym.

"Too bad Everest and Ella are on the other team," Skye said as she watched them.

"I'm not ready for this," Rubble worried. "I'm going to get hit real hard."

"It's nothing, Rubble," I comforted for the millionth time. "We're literally just playing gym."

"Plus, we got the backup QB," Skye pointed out as she playfully punched me.

"Ready!?" Mr. Henkle asked.

"Oh, no," Rubble worried. We all stood in position with our right hand against the wall and with our legs bent, ready to take off and run.

"Set!" Mr. Corriea yelled, adding tension. Mr. Henkle blew the whistle as we all took off, running to the middle for a ball.