The Story of my Life

Fuck You Fitness, WTH Lunch?

"You have no homework-" That was my Social Studies teacher, Mrs. Burns. The class cheered and I face-palmed, expecting what would happen next.

"Trey!" Trey, a troublemaker in our school lazily looked up from his desk at the front row.

"Put your feet under the table!" Mrs. Burns yelled at him. I giggled and waited for the teacher to finish.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted-" she glared at Trey.

"You have no homework unless you are finished with your vocabulary." The entire class groaned a I inwardly cheered. 'I already finished it!' I thought giddily. That class was my second period, my third one was the dreaded FITNESS class.

I made my way down the the first floor (my school had three floors, sixth on the bottom and eighth on the top), and entered the girls locker room. I sighed as I dressed out and brought my jacket with me into the frigid gym room to prepare for instant activities. Luckily, there were none so I sat down into our 'squad lines' and waited for the rest of our class. I was still cold, though, even with my jacket on. I watched as the rest of our class filed in and waved to one of my male friends, Zach T. We called him Zach T because there was more than one Zach in our school and so we wouldn't confuse them. He was hugging himself to keep what little body heat he had left as I laughed evilly.

"Now don't you wish you brought a jacket?" I yelled out to him. Ok, that was a bit cruel but oh well.

We had a sub today in fitness and I cursed under my breath. We were supposed to be doing the flexed arm hang and it was always bad with subs.

When I was finished with my minute of torturous hanging onto a bar for dear life, I met up with a classmate who was an anime lover like me.

"No, Laurel. I won't tell you what happened in the latest episode of Fairy Tail." Before that moment, I didn't know that you could deadpan in real life. But thats just what I did. Laurel wanted me to spoil what had happened in the latest episode and I wouldn't budge in telling her.

"Please?" Oh, great. Puppy dog eyes. Don't look. Don't look. Don't lo-. Damn it.

"Fine." I gave in and told her what had happened.

~~time skip to next class~~

My next class was elective and this semester I currently had biotech. During our lesson we were told that we would be raising chickens from a little egg. There were some more details but I wasn't paying attention due to the fact that I was in the same elective class as my crush, Ethan. Pro, we had to work in partners. Con, Ethan already had a partner.

Pro, another Zach, we call him H, partnered up with me. Con, I wasn't partnered with Ethan. I think you get the gist of it.

That class flew by and I now had lunch. Once I got seated I cheered when I realized that I was first, earning some weird looks. Soon, my lunch-table mates arrived and the conversations started.

"Girl, no one gives a fuck what you're talking about." Shy'anne snapped. Woah. Was Japan attacking or something?

"Shy'anne, are you on your period?" Zach H asked. I gasped dramatically and hit him on the head.

"Zach! You don't just ask a girl if their on their period! You should ask them if Japan is attacking or something." I responded and the whole table laughed.

"Well you got one thing right for a change." Shy'anne muttered. Anna, a close friend of mine, fell out of her seat in laughter. Another friend, Aliah, snapped her fingers in the shape of a 'z'.

"Ooh, she on a roll." Aliah said sassily. I giggled.

"No, she's on a chair." I responded. Aliah coughed and the others laughed again. Basically, the rest of lunch consisted of being amused by Shy'anne's mood swings. Life is good.