Gym Teacher x Reader

♡The start of somthing new♡ #1

you had been in school and everyday you have encores, witch are basicly extra classes. you thought you had the perfect set of encores. you would go to the gym, play some sports, get sweaty, then you would go to swim and wash it all off. but the thing was you had a new gym teacher, and from what you heard, he was cute.

your daily routine was to go to your homeroom to have math then switch to ELA then you would go to lunch. after that you go to social studies and then encores.

♤At lunch♤

you sat down by your friend, with your food in your hands. I guess most of them wanted to talk about was the gym teacher. you were honestly interested to finally see him and the anticipation was killing you. "he is like, perfect" she exclaimed as a chonk of food flew out of her mouth. "how?" you said trying to act as if you didn't care. but she caught on. "his hair, his smile, even his laugh is perfect" she said giving a devilish smirk. "and he's young, not married." you are 17, Turing 18 this year, you knew where she was going with this. instead you acted dumb. "and why did you tell me this, i don't understand" "oh you will soon" as soon as the words left her mouth, the bell rang. 'i didn't even eat😭' you thought, as a pouty face rose up to your face.
you went back to your class and all you could think about is what he looked like or how he acted. class went by in a flash as all you heard was the mumbled voice of your teacher. you picked up your school supplies as the teacher then dismissed you and the rest of the class. it was time for encore, so you grabbed the gym clothing you brought, witch not every one had to bring, but you did. you entered the gym but no gym teacher was to be found. you went into the girls locker room and had gotton dressed in your gym clothes. as you exited the bathroom stall to look at your self, w certen someone caught your attention. she was the girl that made your life living hell, aka she's your bully. she was smoking and when you exited the bathroom stall you had just noticed the smell as it consumed your nostrils. she noticed you and smirked. "of it is t the little b*tch herself we were just talking about you" she looked around her to the girls that would follow her. you probably didnt hear her and ber friends enter when you were lost in your thought let alone hear her talk crap about you. "we were just talking abour how pathetic you might look in gym clothing, and we were right you do look ugly!" you just sat back and took in their insults. they had been doing this sence middle school and you were gonna graduate this year, that is if you make it alive. " hold her down" she said tilting her head back, signalling for them to move. she gasped as one of the girls held onto your legs then the two other ones came and held onto your arms so you were completely immobilized. she girl took a puff of her cigarette and blew the smoke to your face. you kicked and punched but they were all latched onto you. you pulled your head away to try and get away from the smell. all that was heard was muffled screams of help because one of them covered your mouth with a cloth. "p/n," (that means pet name lol) she chuckled as she drew out another long hit from her cigarette. "you've never been anything but a push over" she said slowly pushing and turning the cigartte down onto your hand as you let out a muffled screan of pain. your skin sizled from the heat. they finally let go and gave a few laughs left. a year slid down your cheek from all the name callings and the from the pain. you got up and looked at yourself in the mirror wall you cried. 'what did I do to get this pain, and cruelty!? does god just hate me or something?!' you thought as you dried your tears, your cheeks were still puffy from crying but the pain in your hand fas unbearable so you ran it under cold water. you exited the girls locker room but you didnt know what to do so you just followed everybody's actions and sat on this circle on the ground. you knew most of the people here, but never really got to know them be cause you liked to keep to yourself. the doors to the gym closet bursted open as a man came out of it. he wore a red t-shirt gray shorts that went to a little past his knees. he was shorter then all the male teachers but was taller then you, by a little bit. he had a little facial hair, that was not that noticeable unless you were super close. he had a wide smile and a whistle around his neck. he had ocean blue eyes that you could swim in for hours. his hair was just short enough to were it would bounce the slitest bit wall he jogged or ran.. he blew his whisle, to get everybody's attention. "hello everyone my name is mister cones" he said as a few hands shot up. "yes?" one of the boys said "like the orange cones in the gym closet.?" that's earned a chuckle from mister cones. when he laughed he would lean forward raising his hand just below his mouth as he let out a low breathy kind of laugh. your heart fluttered at the sight. ' I have two classes with this man😶' you though. "yes" he said then he blew his whisle again. "so today" his voice was alot louder now with more command in his tone. it was a very capturing voice. "we will be playing something simple" he went to the gym closet and pulled out some rackets. and birdies. he had some people before us set up some nets for our game."we will be playing bad mitten (if that's what it's called)..... but before that, i forgot to tell you this but, everytime we enter the gym we will always have to do some laps for a min, and If you like i could play some music wall we do it" he said smiling at the end. "here let's demonstrate how to play" he said looking around. you didn't raise your hand because your hand still hurt and you didn't want him to notice, plus if you got picked that bully would be mad for sure about it. but you were still hoping to get picked. his pointer finger landed in your vicinity. then....

♧hey this is the author and this is my first story like ever in all time. so please tell me how I did and if you liked I could write more♧