Chapter 5

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Jay P.O.V

My next class wasn't too hard to find everything here is just the opposite of Hell's Hall. So it's easy to map out everything. Instead of Mathematics Class being in the east wing its in the west wing. Dorms are down stairs instead of upstairs. And all the Girls restrooms are the Boys restrooms and Boys restrooms are the Girls restrooms. I laughed remembering Carols walking into the Girls restroom.

Anyways class is so boring without the girls and Carlos. Ironically it was right next to Carlos's Class just like in Hell's Hall. Everything was pretty much normal, girls blush at me guys glare at me yep normal as I said.

***Time Skip to Next Period***

It was P.E time and I was kinda excited. What can I say I love getting active, book work isn't really my thing. This would be perfect class for me if Aladdin wasn't our secondary couch. I can already feel that 'my teacher is out to get me' or 'my teacher hates me' cliché coming.

Carlos' P.O.V

I hate Physical Education I know how to be active, I walk, I run everyday, I can do a good number of push ups and sit ups. Why in the hell do we have to do this in school? This should be a optional class. I suck at sports, sports was Jay's department. I'm no athlete. Despite having the capability to play quite a few sports well, it's still not my strong suit. Now put me in front of a computer than I'm your man. No one is better at computer and technology than me not even Evie.

Today we had to run 25 laps around the whole 50 yard line field. After that was 40 push ups and sit ups. No one else had to do as much as me and Jay. Everyone else just ran one lap, 10 push ups and sit ups then they played some kinda game with a ball. The coach they're practicing for the Tourney Game. I can see why they need some practice only a few players was good. The game seemed simple enough, I already know Jay could probably mop the floor with everyone there. He's a natural born athlete, but I don't think he realizes it. Not that it's his fault we don't have many sports to play back home. After we was done our primary coach had left, but our assistant coach was still here. I over heard Jay asking the coach could he join the game. He quickly denied him and told us to finish our sit ups. Jay replied that we both was done, which was true I had just finished but Jay actually finished about 10 minutes ago. He coach waved him off and told us to do 50 more sit ups, as if he hadn't done enough already.

I already see this class will give me hell compared to the rest. To make matters worse I have a feeling our assistant coach doesn't like Jay very much. I knew some teachers was going to be harder on us than the rest but I have a gut feeling this coach is harder on us for other reasons. He seems annoyed and frustrated everytime he looks at Jay and he hardly even looks my way. But that's just my point of view. Either wait I can't wait to get out this class.

Mal P.O.V

Ben and I had spent the passed hour laying in the flower field talking. Every now and then he would kiss me on my cheek or shoulder. Right now Ben was.. doing what I believe that princes do from the fairytale stories, admiring me because he was just staring at me while smiling like I was the most interesting thing is the world right now, even when I wasn't saying anything he still stared and smiled but for some reason it wasn't as creepy as it should have been. Earlier he has asked me about the Isle Of Lost, what it was like there. What we did for fun and ect. He was surprised that there was alot of stuff we didn't have. He even justified why we "acted out" was because we did have much to do and lacked in many academics and extracurriculars. Which may or may not be true I literally only went to one class today. That class was to basically unteach us what we've been taught our whole lives. I like how Ben has hope in us, he seems to believe we can be better when given the chance. So far he's the only one I've seen that really wants to give us a chance to live among them like normal people. People like Ben make me want to give this school a chance. And that gave me a deep thought.

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