Grashkas's frolics

9 pears and 15 pac

time shiop one week
Wilo 9.99(Grycha doesn't know an hour has 60 minutes)

At the moment I was having a PE lesson with the class 1-A. Suddenly Marcinek approached me and asked:
- Are you rrady for the competition bro?
I was training the whole week but its nothing, this Grandys has already been training for a month.
What the sigma? What competition?
- What? What competition?
My heart beat faster and faster every second. Competition?! Grandys?! It's too much!
- PE teacher competition. - Marcinek said as if it was obvious.
- What competition? Why didn't anybody tell me-
But Marcinek wasn't listening to me anymore. He was already in his own world. He put on his headphones and I didn't even have to ask what he was listening to. I felt overwhelming anger taking control of me. I'm sure it's all Grandys' fault! THIS GRANDYS CANNOT BE BETTER THAN ME! I ran to the gym, but I suddenly remembered there was no gym in wilo so I started running up and down the stairs (not even getting tired, because of my awesome condition). I fastly sprinted to the third floor. I AM SPEEEED.
I turned back to the stairs with the speed of light. I was just about to run down. One winner forty two losers. I eat losers for breakfast. At this moment I almost bumped into one of them. Not only me but also Grandys speedrunning from the stairs started to slow down rapidly. I stopped in 9 pear distance from him. Our eyes met. His sparkling grey irises reflected in mine. Stay sigma - I thought. I looked at him with contempt and I started going fown the stairs majestically. Passing by him I shot him a side eye. I couldn't show that I tryhard so much. I will defeat him with or without training.

5 minutes earlier
pov: Grandys
I was just having a break. I decided, that instead of gossiping about students like this old hags i will invest in my self-growth and go run on the wilo stairs. During my training I heard someone's very fast steps on the floor above. Did somebody say had went?! Unfortunately my speculations were not accurate. The source of the noise turned out to be no one else than grucha. Feet of a pear! And what is he doing here? Was he also running?? Maybe he started to care about the comptetion and finally began training? I slowed down not to tun into him. He hit his sigma pose. Was he trying to hide his efforts?

Was he trying to hide his efforts? He passed by me and shot me a crooked look. Somebody is trying to be sigma. Heh... Only one can be the winner. Lets see if he's going to swagger after the competition.

Pov Grucha:
I finishing my training and went to PE teacher's room to prepare for the next lesson and orove everyone that I have awesome condition. The room was very empty. There was no trace of Kira and both Marcineks :(. I heard the announcement from the speaker insead of fe!nn.
"All the PE teachers are to show up and the gym"
What the hell, Give me a break. Heh... Thats the life of the best PE teacher. I stopped smiling when I heard the second part fi the comunik (communiqué).
" The competition will begkin in 30 pac(read pac not pak)"*
I strated nervously calculating how much was a fricking 30 pacs. Soon I gave up, maths was never my strong side and I ran to the gym. Everyone was already there.
The students were standing behind the banners that had very contriversial content. I looked left and smiled - "swear on pear", „Pear leaves Grandys in despair". The last one was the best- " Grandys kys". There weren't only beautiful masterpieces unfortunately. The other direction stood TRAITORS with shitty banners - „Grandys is pear's nightmare", „Grandys puts pear on a wheelchair", „Grandys shall never miss" AND THE WORST BANNER STRAIGHT FROM HELL  „Grandys smashes pear like chinaware"... They're all stupid. Who dares to write this kind of shit. Smashed like chinaware! Włodek sat on a hight chair of a judge.
On a hight judge seat sat Włodzia - all known maths teacher. Fuck, surely she can count unlike me and she won't give me pacs instead of this Grandys.

Unfortunately I couldn't continue thinking abour my plan of throwing Włodzia off the chair because I heard the announcement: "Stand on your places and take the starting position". Shit, the first discipline is running. Okay, stay sigma Ive hot fucking awesome condition so I can do this.

The announcement rang out: START IN 15 PAC! How the pear much was 15 pacs?
I screamed all over the room so that wlodek could hear me:
- How much is 15 pacs,? - I screamed
- Its not primary schoooool. Use your nerve cells and the answer will form in your head.- this old hag answerd.

Sure, what the hell did I expect when asking her about anything. I took mg place and caould only caount that this whole Grandys will trip or fall over (and I had a plan of making this easy for him).  Unluckily, this shithead stood next to me and he smiled at me softly. Kinda cuty, I MEAN WHAT?! A LITTLE LATER HE WONT BE THAT CONTENT AND HE WILL REGRET EVEN HAVING BEEN BORN!!!! My thoughts were interrupted by counting:
"5 pac, 4 pac, 3pac, tupac andddd START!
GRUSZCIE SIE WUEFIŚCI! (pear-move PE teachers)

Okay, here we go. Focus. Speed. I am speed. I started out running like a lightening. I left  this whole Grandys behind. Oi wait. Ive got this whole stando. But how to use it? Some internal energy? Ive collected all the power and motivation. I have to prove everyone that I have fucking awesome condition. I imagined mysleft winning this race. Everybody would  congratulate me and shower with complements: "Pear face, this gruszka has a very good condition", What the pear, he's so sigma, I want to be like him. Grandys would stand behind, WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES BUAHAHAHA. Okay, end of this delulu, Ive got to be the winner at first.

I acceperated even more, not even tired becaouse of my fucking awesome condition of course. Okay I'm already in the middle, only the second half left. Tch, this wole Grandys cant be even seen from this place.

2 minutes later
I started to feel tiredness slowly. Wait what!? But I have a fucking awesome condition! That's impossible! FEET OF A PEAR! THIS WHOLE GRANDYS IS RUNNING STEADILY WITH ME!! I took all the strenght left - I was tunning faster and faster only not to be passed by this Grandus. He didn't give up and was running next to me with stoic calmness, not showing any tiredness. Nani?! How is he doing that? I tried to use greenstar pears once again to spread my legs but I accidentally threw a couple of ballards. Fuck no. Muda muda muda.
I strained my muscles and let out the cry of pterodactyl. I couldn't let this Grandys win. Suddenly I felt my legs trip over some shid I didn't  see.

My feeties dramatically got off the blue to orange ground - how is that possible? WHAT ABOUT MY CONDITION? I bent at angle 72 degrees towards the ground and I formed the acute triangle. I spreaded to the floor and threw a last desperate glance at Grandys who already managed to pass me. My knees hit the ground. This is the end. I lost. I don't have a chance to win, even my fucking awesome condition disappeared. This whole Grandys didn't even looked at me! THIS IS ALL HIS FAULT!  He must have done something with his stend!

I looked up, only to see Grandys crossing the finish line around audience's applause.
I didnt care that Kira passed me and right behind her was marcinek. No, Nandsto? This Can't be true. I WAS SUPPOSED TO WIN. I felt anger taking kver my body.

* 1 pac ≈ average time of maks pac solving a task of reported speech (ok 0.5s)