The Gym Teacher ( Miniminter FF)

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*TRIGGER WARNING* *Layla's POV*

(Couple months later, because I can)

I hate school. I hate being the new kid. There's bitch named Ashley, she thinks she is the queen of the school apparently. I don't understand why she hates me because I by accidentally dropped my book in front of her. Thing's have gotten rough over past couple of months, my grandpa passed away, and my boyfriend or well now ex-boyfriend, broke up with me. I kinda hate it here more than I should, but I have Tasha and our new friend Nikki! They mean so much to me, because they've been there for me for everything, and they just are my best friends. My parents are both working so I barely see them. Oh gosh I'm so lonely, it's very depressing. Well its 10:35 PM, and I gotta go to sleep.

*ALARM GOES OFF*

"Ugh, noooooo!" I groan as I get up to go and get dressed (MEDIA). I looked at my outfit, and I didn't know what I should wear for shoes, oh I know! My yeezy's. I did my makeup, and put my hair up into a ponytail. I decided to skip breakfast because I'm not hungry. I get my phone and realized that it was like an hour before I usually wake up, so I decided to text my mom to tell her I went to Starbucks before school, I know, typical white girl.

*Skip to school because I'm lazy, lol*

I walk into the school and through the gates to see Tasha and Nikki waiting by the stairs that lead into the school. I walk over to them.

"Hey Layla, how was your weekend?" Tasha asks me.

"Eh, not bad, didn't really do anything. Just stayed home and did homework, and watched Netflix. Yah know, same old same old." I tell them, and they look at me and nod. A couple of seconds later the doors are opened, and while I walk next to my friends guess who's walking right next to me? Mr.Minter. I honestly have no idea what his problem is, but I know for fucking sure the fuck hates me. I walk a bit ahead of him and the teachers he was talking to, and I heard someone call my name and to see Mr.Bradly.

"Layla, I just wanna let you know before class that you got a %100 on the test last week, very well done! Everyone else in your class, well actually everyone in your year, got an 75-80 on it." He says to me, while in the corner I see Mr.Minter roll his eyes.

"Well, Thank you so much sure! I made sure I studied a lot, even with rough times, but that's nothing really to talk about because it's not important, but I'll see in class. Have a great day!" I say as I slowly jog to catch up with Tasha and Nikki. First class was gym, ugh!

"Layla gym isn't even that bad, so stop complaining!" Tasha says to me as I re do my hair into a ponytail.

"It's not the class, it's the teacher. Mr.Minter fucking hates me." I saw with a little attitude.

"If you don't stop complaining, I'll tickle you." She says as she moves closer to me. At this point I booked it for the field.

"TASHA NO!" I yell as I run away from her.

"GET BACK HERE!" She yells as she chase's me, even though I'm much faster than she is.

"Okay, okay I'll stop complaining." I say as we both stop, and laugh. As the rest of class finally decides to join us, as do the teachers. Mr.Minter starts to talk as he put down some boxes.

"Alright class, we are gonna play a football match class against class. Alight? Mr.Lewis's class please grab some pennies to put on and get into your positions." He says as he puts the materials down on the pitch.