//what's this? A different person's POV? Neat!(?)// //Also, play the song above when you get to the gym part, please and thank you!//
(Dawn's POV)
We watched in horror as the kid we met got knocked down, he hit the ground with a very loud "THUMP"! Ched looked back at us and huffed, he turned away and walked off, his goons practically right behind him, we ran over to the new kid and looked him over, ouch, there was a huge bruise on his face, other than that he seemed to be okay, Nick scooped him up and we all rushed off to the nurses' office, she took a look at him and told Nick to set him on one of the beds, Nick did as he was told, the nurse told us to head off to class, so we did, we decided after class we would go check up on him..
---(Timeskip to where Cory's awake)---
Our first class ended so we left to the nurses' office, when we walked in the door, he was awake and well, he nodded to the nurse, looked behind himself to see us, he walked over to us, waving.
"How're you feeling?" I asked him,
"I'm fine. My face just.. really hurts, actually. And my hand, and most likely everything else." He said, rubbing his cheek, where the bruise had claimed home, his hand seemed pretty beaten up as-well, he slipped it in his pocket,
"Hey, uh, thanks for um, y'know, back there." I thanked him,
"Anytime. Ched can be a bit... uh.. n-nevermind." He said, "Anyway! do we have another class to go to?"
"Uh, yeah, it's math." I said, Cory sighed, "Well, might as well go, not gonna get it done if we just stand here." He said, walking out, me and the others looked at each other, shrugged, and caught up to him, we finally got to the math class, we stepped in, and low and behold, there sat Ched and his goons, Nick decided to step in front of me and Cory, us being the shortest in the group, we took a seat in the back of the class, Cory's hand was still in his pocket, I looked and pointed at it,
"You sure it's fine?" I asked, concerned, he looked at me questioningly then looked at his hand, nodding
"Yeah, just stings a bit." He said, pulling it out of his pocket, it was now littered bruises, yikes,
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(That's basically what it looks like, ouch.)
We looked at it, grimacing, he put his hand back in his pocket, a little to fast, he hissed in pain when the fabric roughly scratched it, soon the teacher called the attention of everyone, introducing herself and welcoming us back from a long summer, she told us she wouldn't give us math assignments until the second week, so she let us talk to each other, get to know our classmates for the rest of the year,
Me and the group started talking to Cory, he seemed happy to answer most of our questions, for some reason he clammed up when we asked about his home life, how it was there, and always changed the subject, we didn't question it though, once we were finished talking the bells rang, we headed off for gym, when we got there, nobody was there,
"Did.. did we come at the wrong ti-" I started, suddenly someone burst through the gym doors, she was tall, pretty buff too. She had some red hair and sunglasses, she greeted us in, an interesting manner, that's for sure.
"Hey there punks! I'm gonna be your gym teacher for this year! Be ready for lots of running and sports!" She was loud, very loud, for that matter, she looked at all the kids on our bench, her eyes landed on Cory.. uh-oh..
(Cory's POV)
"Hey there punks! I'm gonna be your gym teacher for this year! Be ready for lots of running and sports!" She was loud, very loud, for that matter, she looked at all the kids on our bench, her eyes landed on me.. oh boy..
She pointed at me, her finger hovering right in the middle of my eyes, "You!" She yelled, "Me?" I asked, "Yeah! You're gonna be my traniee!" She yelled, grabbing my arm, "Wait wha-" As I started I was suddenly pulled up, she roughly grabbed my bruised hand, I didn't say anything, I only winced, she let me go, I stood next to her, "Alright, punks, listen up! I'm not gonna make you all run 20 laps around the gym, instead, we'll take it five laps at a time. So for each day of the first week, we'll do five. This punk will do five right now!" She said, grabbing my head and ruffling my hair, "Wait you want me to do what now?" I asked, generally confused, she looked at me "Five laps, right now." I hoped she was joking . . . She was dead serious...
"I'm about to start the timer, go, now!"
I looked at her, then my friends, and sighed, running around the gym five times, I almost heaved, and tripped, did I say almost tripped? Yeah? Well, I lied, I did trip, two times, these stupid slippery floors, always waxed to trap kids, I tell ya.
When I came back after five laps, she told us her plans then let us leave, as we were leaving, I felt as if I was gonna heave, I felt dizzy so I grabbed the wall for support, the group I've been hanging out with looked back at me, I told them I was fine and kept walking with them.
--(Timeskip to where everyone heads home)--
I waited with my newfound friends at the bus stop, we talked while we waited, "Dude, you tripped twice and got pale once you were done running, are you sure your fine?" Tommy asked, I simply nodded, I was lying, oh well, gonna throw up when I get home anyways, nothing new. The bus finally arrived, we hopped on and went home, I said goodbye to them and walked home, almost throwing up still, I snuck in the door and quietly made my way upstairs, tossing my stuff down on my bed and rushing to a bathroom, heaving, once I was done throwing up, my head hurt, so I went to my room, moved everything off my bed, and went to sleep, tomorrow's another day, right?
_______________________________________ WOWO OKAY- Sorry this chapter took so long to get out, I'm glad alot of you guys like it! Well, as always, stay safe and have fun, bye now!
