The Good Girls Gone Bad

chapter 8

Finally, out of the cafeteria, and I feel woozy. What was I thinking? Thinking I could actually stand up to Jennnifer. But It's over now. I look at my schedule and It says "GYM: In the gym". No duh of course it's in the gym. But it doesn't say which room number, which makes it harder for me to find. But as soon as I turn around I see the gym. Hmph. That wasn't as hard as I thought. I push the door open, And all I see is nobody there. I'm the first one early. AGAIN. Sheesh. But the gym is pretty big. Like bigger than my old school.

The gym is like the size of a mansion, the height and length. Again, you cant blame a rich school. I step in, sit on the bleachers. There are like 50-55 rows of bleachers in the gym. WOW. I'm just speechless. I see someone coming out of the gym closet, and it was a guy. A very hairy guy. For a minute I thought it was big foot. Nah I'm just lying. But seriously that guy is hairy. Hair on the legs and arms. He's got a really mean-looking face, and he's wearing a cap on his head, sweats, and a shirt that says "powered and ready" and on the back it says "are you?". He turns around and says "You're new huh?" he asks. "Yeah." I reply. "My name is Mr.Gans, and welcome to gym class." He says. "Thanks" I reply. And that was it. Five long 10 minutes after that horrifying silence, I hear voices coming through in the gym. I get sacred for a moment, but I keep it cool. I see a bunch of girls, but it doesn't make it hard to find Jennifer. Jennifer gives me the meanest look she can give, and whispers to her friend next to her. Ugh. They get me soooo mad its not even funny. 'Just sit back, and relax Zola' I tell myself. I prepare myself for some serious arguing but all she did was sit on another spot and look so innocent. Ok...Weird.

Then Mr. Gans started To Speak. Well...yell. "Hello Ladies! I hope you girls have had a nice weekend. Now, since last week you have done the fitness test, its time for dodge ball!" Oh Sh*t. Here comes a brawl. Jennifer looks at me with the face she JUST did at lunch. What the hell does she want? "Alright! So ladies get off the bleachers, choose your teams, and grab a ball!".

They all ran off the bleachers except me.

Mr.Gans Came up to me. "Whats the matter kid?" he asks Me.

"Nothing." I replied. I CERTAINLY don't wanna be here. "Ok. Well choose a team and grab a ball.

Hmph.

The team that Jennifer is in picked me. Me. ME. Do I ALWAYS Have to be with Jennifer? God Danm.

"Alright ladies.... Lets Play DODDGEEEBALLL!".

Then All Of A Sudden, You see everybody throwing. And I'm just there, the only eyeball not doing anything. I pick up a ball, and as soon as I was about to throw, Jennifer throws a ball at my head. I crash into one of her friends, who pushes me to the floor. Alright. Thats it. I have had ENOUGH of this fucking nonsense. I get up, push Gissell's fake friends out the way, and pull Jennifer's hair as hard as I can, and slap her in the face. As soon as I let her go, my mind goes blank, and I just stand there, not knowing what else to do. Then al of a sudden, I hear Mr.Gans cranky voice start to yell.

"What in the name of-"

Then Jennifer cuts him off. "What the hell! She just slapped me in my face! Get her expelled Mr....Mr.. whatever the hell your name is!".

"First of all, my name is Mr.Gans. Second, Zola Martinez, Come Her RIGHT This instant!" Mr.Gans said.

I walk towards him, slowly. "What?" I said.

"Walk were you thinking?" he asked.

"She threw a danm ball at my head."

"You dont know if it was by mistake."

"It wasnt!"

I was starting to get mad.

"Well thats a detention for you missy!" Mr.Gans said.

GREAT. Miss "Oh-So-Perfect" is getting me REAL pissed. Like why can't she just...just...Go to hell!