Playing Dangerous

That's The Thing, No One Knows The Truth

One more hour and a half of school left. It was last period and I had gym. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad. I loved gym at my old school but since I don't know anybody here then it might be a rough day today.

I walk into the empty gymnasium and no one is in there but, what looks like, the teacher. He was wearing a track suit and had a whistle hanging from his neck. He had a clipboard in his hand and was writing something down. I walked up to him and when I was a couple feet away I cleared my throat.

"Um, excuse me, my name is Kasie-"

"Lander? Oh there is your name! They told me I had a new student coming today. Now why aren't you in the locker room changing?" he said sternly.

"Um, well, I- I don't have a uniform sir." I shrugged my shoulders.

"It's Mr. Millo, but you can just call me Mr. M for short." He extended his hand out for me to shake. I took his gesture and nodded my head. "Well come with me, I'll get you your uniform." He said turning his back from me and walking out the gymnasium. I followed him and right as we were about to walk out we heard the door open from the other side of the gym. We both turned and I instantly groaned once I saw who it was.

"Hey Mr. M! Where are you going? I wanted to know what we are doing today." Justin asked running up to us. He noticed me and smirked down at me. "Hey newbie! Are you in this class?" he still had a grin on his face. I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.

"Bieber, you're in charge. We will just have a free period today. I'll be back I have to go get Miss Lander here a uniform." He said pointing his thumb back towards the doors. "and this time please don't start any fights." He pointed a stern finger towards him.

"Can't make any promises." He held up his hands and shrugged his shoulders. As Mr. M started to walk away Justin came up towering over me. "Oh this is gonna be a fun period from now on!" he winked at me and started to run towards the people that were now walking into the gym wearing all the same uniforms.

We walked to a classroom across from the gym. "This will be health class. We will start health the last 6 weeks of school." He said walking to a big metal cabinet. He unlocked it with the keys on a school lanyard he had hanging from his pockets. "Here you go. Now I'll take you to the locker rooms." He said handing me my uniform.

We now walked to a hallway right next to the gym. Right when you walk in the hallway there was a door on the left and another door a few feet away. "This door is the girl's locker room and the one down there," he pointed to the door farther down, "that is the boy's locker room. The door right across from there is another entrance to the gym. Go get changed and walk through those doors once you're done." He directed.

I walked into the locker room and there were lockers lined up on the walls. There was an entrance with no door that led into the bathrooms and showers. I chose a locker and opened it to put my bag in there. I changed and put my clothes inside. Luckily I wore my red vans and it matched the black school gym shorts and cream yellow gym shirt. So what, I like to match, sue me.

I came out the locker room, putting my hair in a high ponytail. I walked into the gym to see people standing all throughout the gym. Boys were playing basketball on one half of the gym, there were girls playing volleyball on the other half and everyone else was just standing around talking to each other. I walked up to Mr. M who was just looking through his clipboard. "Hey so now what?" I asked watching him looking at the paper.

"Well since it's your first day you can just watch. We have a free period anyways. On these days I could care less what you decide to do, as long as you don't skip." He said smiling at me. I could already tell he was going to be a cool teacher. He walked over to the bleachers behind him and took a seat. He patted the seat next to him and I took a seat. "So what makes you come to this school in the middle of October?" he tried to make small talk.