I'm yours

Chapter 1: Gym class

It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life! Brent woke up with the sound of the TV ringing the most overused song he's ever heard. The only explanation for this, could be that his younger sister, Abby, has already began to get withdrawal symptoms of not being about seven inches from the television. This meant that Brent was about half an hour late for school. It was a new year and Brent was late on the first day.

"Mom, I'm late for school!" And I'm feeling... good. At this point he was getting dangerously ticked off. All Brent could think about was that girl. Amelia, he thought. "What an incredible name."

The sound of a bus interrupted his thoughts. "I have to do something about this." he decided.

When he arrived at school he meeted Ross at the tree at the back of the school grounds like always. He still couldn't stop thinking about that girl. He thinks of two words.

What if.

What if they began to date. What if he went out with her. What if she kissed him, and called his name. "Brent! Brent!" he thought. His thoughts was interrupted by Ross screaming in his ears. "Brent!" He said. "Oh, uhm, yeah?" Brent asked like he was waking up in the morning. "Dude, we have phys-ed next period!" he shouted. "Yeah so?" he asked with about half Ross' volume. "So, guess who has phys-ed as well...Amelia!" he said without waiting for Brent to give a sarcastic answer.

Brent could feel his spirits lifting up. Two things happend with his body at that moment. On the outside he grinned an evil grin. On the inside he jumped around and nearly peed in his pants. The more he thought about her, the more he wanted her.

Time flew by and in phys-ed came with a big amount if stress. Obviously, they were going to play dodgeball according to all their cheering classmates. "Karma is trying to dent my life today" Brent sighed. Ross shrieked as soon as he heard the word ball. He isn't the most athletic or aesthetic kid in the class, or the school.

They walked into the big empty hall and immediately Brents eyes began to scan through this big place searching for Amelia sub-consciously. Ross immediately noticed Brent searching for something. "She's not here yet, you can chill." he said grinning. "I'm not...whatever." Brent said looking away. They took a seat on the undersized pavilion and waited in suspense. "Please take your seat!" the teacher bulged as he set foot in the hall.

Ironically the gym teacher doesn't look all that athletic. He is more on the small side, kinda like Ross, tall and skinny. "Where's the girls!" he shouted as though he doesn't want an answer from the children.

At that moment the big squeaky door to their right opened. Voices even higher pitced than the door could be heard now. The girls came like a bomb. They looked strait at the children sitting on the pavilion and smiled. Obviously, the boys did the same, except for one kid, Brent. He was mesmerized. In about the first 3 seconds of the girls entering, he spotted Amelia with a red top showing her tanned tummy and an extremely skinny pair of shorts. Brent felt very perverted noticing this. "Dude, she looked at me!" Brent said slapping Ross in a girly way. Ross smiled in disbelief, obeying the gym teacher's effort to make them shut up.

"Right let's begin." said the gym teacher looking dangerously confused. "As most of you may know, for the first activity of the year..." he said before being interrupted by most of the children cheering. "Yes, yes, quite so, dodgeball." he said.

Brent and Ross simultaneously sighed loudly. "But first, warming up." the teacher said knowing the children's hatred for it. The amount of people in that hall rolling their eyes was unbelievable. Instantly the teacher began to feel threatened and said, "Yes, come on, first two with 10 laps around the hall gets to be captains!" Immediately the children stood up from their recently claimed seats and began to run for life and death, leaving Ross and Brent way behind.