Gym Class

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Matt's P.O.V.

I leaned against the wall and talked to Amy while the rest of the class had free time for a few more minutes.

I saw a petite girl with brown hair running about the gym that had caught my attention.

"Who's that?" I asked Amy pointing to the girl.

"That's Clara Oswald, queen of the juniors." She told me.

"Is she really popular?" I asked.

"Yeah but I've met her, and she doesn't want to be." She told me.

"Really?"

"Yeah really. I follow her on Instagram and Twitter and I even text her occasionally." Amy said. "She's always nice, always responds to you text, never cheats, pretty sure she's still a virgin and she has not spread one rumor in her entire life."

"Wow." I said. "And she's popular?"

"Yeah it's surprising isn't it?" Amy said. "Sometimes doing what's right really does pay off."

We heard the whistle blow and Amy and I ran to go stand in line.

When we take role coach Strax has the boys and girls stand on two different lines. Then he calls off our names.

"Grace!"

"Here."

"Mel!"

"Here."

"Ace!"

"Here."

"Peri!"

"Here."

"Amelia!"

"Here."

I hope we don't play dodgeball again. Man that was so embarrassing!

"And Clara!"

"Here."

"Alright now for the boys. Harry!"

"Here."

"Ben!"

"Here."

"Steven!"

"Here sir!"

"That's what I like to hear. Ian!"

"Here."

"Matt!"

"Here." I said.

Wouldn't it be awesome if we played football. I would wipe the floor with The Master!

"John!"

"Here."

"Terry!"

"Here."

"And Jamie!"

"Here."

"Ok now listen up you scum!" Coach Strax said. "Today we are playing a sport called, Hockey."

Oh no! I have no idea how to play! Looks like The Master is going to win this round.

"Now Ian, will you fetch me a stick from over there?" He asked and the Ian ran to the bin full of what I assume is hockey sticks.

"Ok so the basic goal of the game is to annihilate your enemies."

There's coach Strax for you.

Ian ran back over with a stick. And Coach Strax takes it.

"Now pay attention." He said putting down a little black hockey puck.

He swung his stick and hit it so hard that it bounced off the wall and hit Ben in the eye.

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