Valentina ✔

4. Double Take, Troublemaker

Fuck. My. Life.

Why, just why did I have to start the day with gym?

Out of all the 5 important subjects, we just had to skip all of them and go straight to gym.

And to top it off, I had to have it with the people who just destroy it: Janelle the squeaky mouse, la fille qui cause des scènes (the girl who causes scenes), Mr. Player (who is always surrounded by girls), Mr. Show off (who apparently had another fight with Meryl) , Mr. I'm- too-chill-about-shit, and Gabriella. Can my day get any worse?

"Okay, let's start off with a 100m run. You will each have a microphone attached to your backs so that I can hear each one of your respirations." Mr. Mitchell said while adjusting my microphone.

When we all had microphones on our backs and were outside, my skin was burning under the sun. It was a good day to be wearing a neon green Nike sports bra and grey Nike shorts. As usual, there was a crowd of guys  who surrounded me and started flirting. I glanced to my right and I saw Tyler looking at me. It was as if he was admiring me. I kind of blushed. Wait what? I'm blushing? Get it together Valentina, don't fall for it. His eyes caught mine and he turned around quickly.

"Who wants to go first?" Mr. Mitchell asked. No one even bothered to raise their hand.

"Whoever goes first will have 5 free credits for my class" he annoyingly said. Issac raised his hand and Mr. Mitchell nodded for him to go.

"Watch and learn ladies." Issac said before leaving us with a wink. I saw Meryl roll her eyes when a bunch of girls started flirting with him. I giggled a bit.

Mr. Mitchell blowed on his wistle and Issac went off. I have to admit, he is such a slow runner for an athletic guy. Me, Janelle and Meryl blew out in laughter and practically fell on our knees. Even Drey was giggling. When Issac finished running, Mr. Mitchell gave him the 'Oh boy' look.

"56.09. Improper respiration." Mr. Mitchell said.

"And I thought you would be the next Usain Bolt." Meryl joked.

"And I thought you would be the next Alicia Keys. Looks like both our expectations are wrong." Issac replied with a smirk. Meryl gave him a death look before walking to the track.

"Are you ready Miss Samuels?" Mr.  Mitchell asked her.

She nodded and at the blow of the whistle,she was off at full speed.

For a pettite girl, Meryl was very fast. When she was done, Mr. Mitchell look kind of shocked.

"17.37. Perfect respiration." Mr. Mitchell said.

She gave Issac a wink and walked over to Janelle. After a couple minuites, most of the class passed. None of them got under 20 seconds. I was pretty shocked because most of the guys looked so fit and athletic but they got like 30s and 40s. Janelle did 19.50 with a perfect respiration, Drey did 16.29 with an improper respiration, and of course Gabriella did worser than Issac. I wouldn't blame her though because those killer tights really looked like they were killing her. The only people who were left were me and Tyler.

I was actually nervous of going first but he suggested going before me. Once he got to the track, all of the girls eyes were on his bare chest. I caught Janelle and Meryl drooling. I snapped my fingers and they shut their mouths closed before their boyfriends would catch them.

"Are you ready Mr. Antonelli?" he asked him. He nodded and blew the whistle. I swear, that guy has supernatural speed. Was he really human? Before I had time to answer that question, he was already done. Everyone's jaws were dropped.