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"I don't know, I just couldn't say it--" you're running around the stadium with Chrissy "-So now, you've been avoiding him for the whole morning?" "Yes." both you have pe for a double before lunch and it's athletics week, sports day is coming up, so all sports teachers are making students attempt their best in every area; running, long jump, etc. "I really don't see what's the problem- you said that he took you home and yous had a great time." you shoot Chrissy a glance before looking back at the track. "After he held your hand home the whole way there, you're panicking and having second thoughts." "No, it's not that." Chrissy slightly frowns at you. "Then what is it? You said he admitted he liked you." you stop and put your arms on your legs, breathing heavily. "Yeah, but physically, I don't know if he likes me for me." you look up at Chrissy who's jogging on the spot. "Why don't you find out then, he's basically right behind you--" "-What?!" you quickly stand up straight and turn your head to look behind you, seeing Eddie and one of his friends jogging up the track. "Why do I have him in all my classes today?" you moan and start jogging again with Chrissy beside you. "Just speak to him." Chrissy looks at you yet you keep your eyes forward. "No. Just a couple of meters and we're done, and I don't have to speak to him." you furrow your eyebrows. "How the hell do you do this, this is pain." you complain as a side cramp forms. "Cheerleading. Also doesn't like, your leg, hurt?" she gives you a worried look. "Badly..." yous jog in silence.

"...how far are they?" "Oh my God! Just speak to him!" she chuckles. "You didn't answer the question--" Chrissy looks behind her before smirking at you, she then starts picking up her pace. "Chrissy?..." you watch as Chrissy approaches the finish line. You look behind you and see Eddie only a few feet away, turning your head quickly back you start picking up your pace. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" you mutter to yourself. Your leg was aching with agonizing pain and the cramp felt like it was digging deeper in your side. "4 minutes and 56 seconds y/l/n." your pe teacher states as you cross the finish line, though you didn't stop running, you kept going. "Y/n where are you going?!" Chrissy yells after you but you just keep running towards the changing rooms. "5 minutes and 4 seconds Munson." 

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"Y/n? Where are you?" Chrissy's searching for you in the changing room bathroom. "In here." you groan as you sit on the floor against the stall wall. Chrissy walks towards the stall your in and looks down at you. "Hey, you alright? You look dead." she flushes the toilet that was filled with nothing but your puked up breakfast. "I feel dead." Chrissy reaches out an arm and you take it, helping you get up she then leads you to the sink. "You're really making a big deal out of this. This was not worth pushing yourself past the limit." she talks to you as you wash your mouth and face. Chrissy hands you paper towels,  you wipe your face and hands before throwing them in the bin. "Do you got lunch with you?" "No, I'll just get something from the vending machine." You both then went to take a quick shower before going to change. "Why'd you not tell me you got a tattoo?" Chrissy asked as you were putting on a shirt, more of a crop top. "I thought you'd tell me off on it like a mom." you chuckle, turning to face her. "Maybe, but it's nice." she smiles at you as she waits on the bench for you to finish getting ready. Y/n puts on a jacket with the sleeves hanging halfway down her arm and throws her bag over a shoulder. "Alright let's go." you smile and Chrissy gets up.

"I'll meet you in the cafeteria." "I won't be long." you and Chrissy split ways as you head down the hall more towards the vending machine. You take out your purse and grab any coins you see. 'I should have enough.' you think to yourself as you stop in front of the machine and look at the prices for crisps. "What?!" you exclaim and startle the students that were walking past you, quickly you apologize with embarrassment written all over your face. Looking back at the price and then at your coins you sigh. "Water it is." inserting your coins you speak to yourself in a much lower voice now. "What a sad life I got." you smirk and press the number for water and then crouch, waiting for your water to drop but as you watch the spinning thing spin until it stops all of a sudden, halfway done with spinning. You let out another sigh and hit the machine with the side of your arm and it starts spinning again. "Come on." impatiently you mutter, and it's as if the bottle heard you because the moment it was about to fall it hit against the glass and gets stuck. Hitting the glass with your arm again multiple times but with no success this time, you groan and get up, hitting the bottom on the vending machine a few times with your foot you get no further in success, only weird stares from people walking past. "How are you even stuck, you're a bottle!" "Is there a problem?" turning towards the person you notice a teacher giving you a stink eye. "No- I'm jus--" "-Then stop damaging school property and go have your lunch." they growl. "But-" "No buts, go." you clench your fists beside you and leave.