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"Portia, do it."

I tried to ignore the taunting as my back came into contact with the freshly waxed floor once again.

I wanted to do my best but I also didn't want to do too much and start sweating because I know once I sweat a lite it becomes a lot and it won't stop for a while.

"You have to come all the way up, Portia."

I couldn't see the clock from here but I was hoping this was the end of it for today because I was so ready to sit up and breathe properly again.

It seemed to be going slower the longer I was on the floor.

After my final count of ten, I heard the shrill of the whistle as it went, the rusting on the inside prominent as it was blown a second time.

I stood up and went over to the edge of the stage where my belongings were sitting and scurried for my water bottle.

As the cool water cascaded down my throat, I was so happy that it was still frozen and just now slowly melting, meaning I would have it all day, today.

The whistle was blown one last time and that meant I could leave and head to class after I got cleaned up.

I decided to head to the bathroom in the hallway as everyone would be piling into the narrow hallway for the gym bathrooms and that always created excessive heat and I'm already sweating a little.

But I know in the big grand bathroom located in the hallway, there were frosted windows that gave a nice cool feel to the entire room and I could sit under the vent and have the air blow directly on me and cool off completely.

I was completely cooled off now and I dabbed a cool towel on my skin,  it allowing it to dry on me, before spraying a slight mist of my scent.

After one final look in the all-around mirror, I was ready to head to my class.

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