Locker 305 n.h. (closed)

Chapter 11

I take a sharp turn into the locker room, getting ready for Gym Class. Ugh, this is gonna be especially horrible since I got my friend for this month just yesterday. Screw periods.

"Hi," Makenna says while putting her hair in a low ponytail.

"Oh hey," I give her a small smile.

"I heard we're running about 2 miles today, not that bad, but they're timing us." she frowns.

"Oh, that's gonna be great,"

"So did you give the kitten to Niall?" I laugh and tie my shoes.

"Oh yah about that,"

"What did you do," I worry about this girl sometimes...

"Um, the kitten, is kinda in my... locker right now." she whispers.

"Makenna, what were you thinking?" I can't help but over-laugh at this situation; only Makenna.

"I was gonna give it to him during school but-"

"So you were gonna give him a cat during school so then he'd stuff it in his locker, I mean ours. Oh, that'll be nice."

"I'm sorry! I hope it's not awake right now, last time I checked she was asleep in my scarf, a makeshift bed I made her in my backpack," Makenna explains.

"Wow,"

We walk out the doors and into the gym, where I spot Niall talking to Harry. Makenna and I got sit down on the bleachers while Coach Jennings calls roll. I hardly hear him when he calls me, but I answer, very sharply. Oops.

"Ms. Lowe, what was that?" he asked again, this time with his eyebrows arched.

"I said 'here', yeesh." I cough.

"Well then, looks like someone just earned 50 push ups and 2 miles," he smirked.

I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks and everyone's snickers in the background. The whole class heads out onto the track and begin running, while I'm only on my 12th push-up, push-ups are definitely not my thing.

A long amount of time later, I'm on my 43rd.

44...

I can't feel a thing right now, all I hear is ringing in my ears.

45...

46...

47...

48...

Almost there,

49...

50...

After that last push-up I collapse on the grass, making me earn a nice nose-ful of dirt. My legs feel like sticks, I wait until Harry comes around and join him. His hair looks funny bouncing up and down when he jogs.

"Hi Kadence," he says while breathing hard.

"Hey, do you know how much time we have to run this?" I ask.

"I'm not sure, but I'm just trying to get it done," Harry chuckles.

"Well, this is gonna be even worse,"

"50 push-ups aren't that bad," he smirks. Well, he doesn't know what girls go through...

"Have ya ever thought about pulling your hair back?" I huff, gesturing to his long, wavy hair bouncing everywhere.

"Kinda, but if I do, it'll be in one tiny sprout at the top of my head."

"You should try it," I laugh lightly.

I spend the rest of my 2 miles talking with Harry, and holding my stomach every few minutes, ugh.

"You okay,"

"Yah, I'm fine." I reply. He finishes his last lap, leaving me behind with the, um, slower people. I finally make it and I get a long gulp of water from the fountain. I see Niall walking over here and I smile at him.

"How was your 50 push-ups?" he teases.

"I'd like to see you try better," I throwback at him.

"Okay sure," Niall laughs and drops into the push-up position, going faster then expected.

Makenna walks over and whispers loudly in my ear, "Look at his back muscles,"

I took a quick glance but looked away, so I didn't look suspicious, he did have a good amount of muscles, as weird as that sounds.

"And, done," he grins proudly.

"Hm, if you just make sure your posture was a bit better, you'll be a pro at it like I am."

"Says the girl who took about 15 minutes to finish hers," Niall says and sticks his tongue out.

"Whatever," I laugh.

We spend about the last 5 minutes of class watching Holden Gilligan lagging behind the rest of the class. Poor guy, Coach Jennings doesn't make it better when he keeps shouting at him because he runs like his 97 year old nana.

As we start to head inside, I hold Niall back, "Be expecting a cat from Makenna soon."

"What does that mean?"

"Oh, just a little gift from her heart, to yours," I say very dramatically.

"Okay..." he laughs.

I head back and rush to change, heading to Math while Makenna crashes into me, handing me the cat; leaving me in the middle of the hallway; holing a 2 month old kitten. I quickly scurry to locker 305, but when I try to open it, it's jammed, just great. Luckily, Niall comes by to get his books for Math.

"Here, let me," he suggests, not noticing the cat. He finally gets it open and I thank him.

"Oh, and Niall, this is yours!" I laugh, handing him the kitten.

"What the-"

"It's from Makenna." I say as I race back to class, leaving him with a priceless face, shortly after he starts laughing his head off. I hear the bell and look back at Niall, wondering what to do with his new cat, I walk back and help him with it.

"Now we're gonna get our asses beaten for smuggling a cat into our locker, and being tardy!" he laughs.

"Well whatever, at least I'm not the only person who gets that excuse." I say and shut the locker.

As we walk to math together, explaining to our teacher what had happened, a very bright faced Makenna tries to control her laughter in the back of class.

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Okay, the thing on Harry's hair, it's not how it looks rn, it's the like 18-20 year old Harry hair style lol. so yah... Hope you liked this chapter, I know I did lol. oh and Lowe is Kadence's last name, wasn't sure if I already made one up, but oh well
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