Chapter Two

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PE

UGH!!

I hate sweating. I mean come on why would you run for fun. I literally don't see the whole point of it.

I was in the girl's changing room. The smell, OMG I literally could not breath in here. Why do girls need to use a whole can of deodorant in one go before they exercise. What's the point, you're just going to come back smelling like a mixture of sweat and deodorant which is G.R.O.S.S. 

A woman with her hair in a ponytail, shorts, sports shirt, trainers and a laptop came in. She started calling people's name for the register, most people were sat down in their kit on the floor in front of her and a few girls were getting changed. She called my name and looked at me.

"Why aren't you in your kit?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Why aren't you in your kit?" She repeated but this time a bit louder.

"I got told that we're gunna run and I'm totally not cool with that." I said casually.

"If you don't get changed in the next 30 seconds you will come back after school and you can get changed and do 10 laps around the field." She warned.

"¿Por qué? Mira mi cuerpo, es perfecto." I said in Spanish. (A/N Translation: Why? Look at my body, it's perfect.)

"I am a PE teacher not a Spanish teacher, so get changed and speak in English." She informed me. I huffed, I obeyed, seriously I did not want that.

I opened my backpack I tried to look for something to wear. There were 2 wigs, sunglasses, my makeup bag, my accessories bag, 2 tops, a mini skirt, a cropped jersey top, a pair of dance shorts. Okay I know what you're thinking now. Why the hell does this crazy girl have wigs in here bags, is she an undercover criminal. I'm not, I just, umm might need it, in case I do something bad, which means that I'll end up wanted or something like that. You gotta keep disguises in your bag just in case.

The teacher continued the register. I started taking off my clothes and folding it so that it could fit in my bag. I put on the jersey top and the shorts. the jersey top showed a bit of stomach, which was toned, and my belly button piercing. I didn't have any trainers with me so I just put on my dm's. I put my hair in a high ponytail. I was done. I sat down on the floor.

"Miss Baker, you have a kit mark for wearing the incorrect kit. This is your first warning, understood." She glared at me.

"Aww come on Miss, it's my first day here. Can't you let me off, just this once." I whined.

"No." She barked.

"Woah, look's like someone needs anger management classes." I said.

"Detention. Be quiet young lady." She shouted

"Wait, what?" I asked, puzzled because of why I what I was in trouble for.

"Fine, have it your way. Detention for today and tomorrow. " She shouted once again.

"You can't do that." I said smirking, her face was hilarious to look at when she was angry.

"That's it you have detention everyday this whole week." She said, clearly losing her patience.

"Sorry, no can do lady." I said amused.

"I'm the boss here and you're just another annoying student." She said. "I forgot to mention, you will be running 10 laps after school, Miss Baker." She said smugly 

Oh great what day it's been so far. First that annoying receptionist, then annoying Alisha, then this woman. Karma you are a bitch. 

"Right." The teacher said. "You will running today in preparation for the annual running event that many of you know happens each year." Many girls groaned and I joined in with them. I wish we could of done something like gymnastics, I used to do that until I was in year 8 but I stopped because we moved to a new area, because of my dad's job. 

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