Is there still hope? (A Yuri Plisetsky fanfic)

4: Who do you think you are?

Recap:

We stopped walking and we were in front of the gym.

"So sadly I leave you here but if you have lunch next block then I'd be happy to see you there and introduce you to my friends! This is the gym by the way and don't be so excited about gym class, it's not fun. The teacher is super hard on you and doesn't take no for an answer," she commented.

"That sounds super fun. Thanks for the tour. Sara. You're actually a cool person," I laughed.

"Oh yeah! So,I officially welcome you the school of high end snobs!" Sara yelled before she ran away into the halls.

"What the hell?" I whispered to myself.

So there's a second welcome I got, and it's not better than the other.

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The gym was big and filled with kids lined up against the wall. The teacher was in the center, chanting instructions to the students. I suddenly felt nervous; all eyes were on me. Their focus was no longer on the teacher, but on me. The teacher noticed their attention had gone somewhere else, and turned around.

Sara was right. The man was tall and scary. He had a scowl printed on his face, and he crossed his arms when he looked at me. I gulped, knowing that this wasn't going to be an easy class for me to endure.

"What do you think you're doing? Entering my class late and disrupting the class while I'm explaining the instructions?" He asked.

His voice echoed through the whole gym. Even the other gym teachers and students had lost their focus and looked at him.

"I'm sorry. I'm new here, you see it's my first day. There was this girl who was touring me around the school that's why I'm late. It won't happen again, sir," I replied.

Silence. Then snickers and chuckles began to erupt in the gym. I sighed, and glared at all of them.

"Everyone be quiet. Anyways, newbie, I don't care if it's your first day, or if you took a tour. No one is ever late to my class without getting penalized. Detention for half of next week," the teacher explained.

I was shook. Mostly because of the detention, but I also didn't know the name of the teacher and he had already given me a detention on my first day at the school.

"Yes sir, I understand. It won't happen again,"
I answered.

"Great. I don't need your apologies. Get your butt over to the wall, newbie. I don't want to hear your voice for the rest of the class," he ordered.

I nodded, and ran to the wall quickly so I wouldn't be ordered around anymore. The students turned their heads towards me to get a glimpse. I turned a way and looked over to my left. There was the girl who talked to me this morning. She was chucking under her breath, making sure no one else but me could hear the annoying sound. Who is she anyways?

"Excuse me, but it would be great if you could stop chuckling. I don't think you would want to get in trouble with a gym teacher like that one," I whispered to her as I listened to the gym teacher.

She slowly turned her head towards me in a taunting way. She smirked, and laughed quietly. Her hair and her hoodie was covering almost all of her face and her eyes.

"Do you really think I care?" She whispered back.

For a girl, she really has a deep voice.

"Okay. Who shoved a stick up your asshole?" I asked starting to get annoyed.