{Chapter 4}

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At the end of recess I found myself sitting in the school office with lots of bloody tissues around me.

While Cena was out having fun in P.E. I was stuck here, in the very boring and oddly quiet office.

Charles had a very strong and powerful kick. At least he didn't get the goal, my face blocked it well. Maybe I should keep doing that.

A little while later my nose stopped bleeding and I begged the lady at the front desk to let me go to class. After a bit of convincing, she let me go.

I went to my locker snatched up my P.E. strip and shoes and laptop and hurried off to class. When I got there most people weren't finished changing yet, so I wasn't too late.

I burst through the door, greeted my teacher and scurried to the change room to get changed.

When I got in, Clarise, Lacey, Keela and Cena were still changing. I sighed a sigh of relief.

As I put my stuff down, Keela finished and left with her laptop. Clarise and Lacey had finished but like usual didn't want to go to P.E. so they hid out in the change room.

I quickly got changed and put my shoes on and met everyone in the gym. Cena was waiting for me to do the warm up together.

I rush over to her and we started. Three laps of the gym, uggg.

We started in a mild jog so we could talk to each other. 

"Hey."
"Hey."
"How's your nose?"
"It's seen better days. How's your life?"

She chuckled, "It's pretty good, thanks."

"So, is George in our group now?" I asked as we met half-way in our first lap. "George?" She asked, surprised.

"Yeah. He said he wanted to join us." She thought for a second "Oooooooh. Yeah. He talked to Gavin and we agreed that its fine."

I nodded my head in approval. We stayed silent for the remainder of the laps. When we got back to the board, we had to do push-ups next.

As we got down to do them, I asked a very random question "Do you remember that kid named Lorenzo?"

Cena made a face "Lorenzo? Who's Lorenzo?" she was clearly confused. "Lorenzo Saccone, left in grade four. Dad's Italian." One push-up.

She looked up in deep thought "Oh, him. Ah, yeah. He was ok." she gave the best shrug she could considering that she was in a plank. Two push-ups.

"Why?" Cena asked as she went down "Oh,  I don't know. Just a random question." I said looking at her. Three push ups.

We did the rest of the warm up in silence and after grabbed our laptops to go and sit with the class and work on our projects.

Instead of doing our work like we were supposed to, we all started to chat on our computers.

Cena and I chat together while working on our projects in between.

Cena: Hey

Aly: Hey, how's ur project coming along?

Cena: Good, u?

Aly: Eh, I've had better 

Aly: Hey I meant to ask u earlier, r u at all hungry?

Cena: Yeah, kinda

Aly: How do u feel abt this whole situation?

Cena: I wouldn't say surprising

Cena: I feel like bcs of the pot hole we're going to get stuck here over night

Aly: U have a great imagination Cena

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