17 Candles [a.i.] (on hold)

2- phys. ed

gym. physical education. phys ed. p.e. educaccion physica. whatever you want to call it. i call it hell.

"alright class." coach lipsitz says. "today we will be playing the fine art of dodgeball. first i take attendance."

"reese abbot?" coach lipsitz barks.

"i'm here coach lipshitz." reese slips.

"reese." coach glares. "go to the office."

"yes sir." reese laughs. "sorry.... ma'am."

"i'm not taking crap today." coach barks at the rest of us, and continues down the list of attendance.

//

"because it's not 1975, we have co-ed gym class." coach lipshitz smiles. "coach andrews has the boys on the other side of the gym."

"i'm counting you off for teams." coach grins evilly. "one. two. one. two." she stops at me. "winston you're actually going to play today, understand. i will not take any bull crap like your friend abbot gives me. team one."

i nod quietly and walk over the team one which is sitting on the other side of the gym. and suddenly, i notice him. ashton irwin. school jock. the hottest guy in school. currently dating kiersten matthews. he's gathered around with all of his friends talking and i quietly stand over to the side. who am i kidding? he doesn't even know my name.

and suddenly kiersten runs over the ashton and his posse and kisses him on the lips. like he's some sort of prize.

"alright teams." coach andrew blows his whistle to gather attention. "this is dodgeball to the death. if you're out, you're out for good. no getting back in. understand? go!"

he blows the whistle again, and suddenly i am hit with a dodgeball. well atleast sort of tried. i go over to sit on the bleachers and wait for more people to come and sit.

"ow!" kiersten shouts. "ashton! you should have caught that!"

"kiersty!" ashton shouts back. "i'm sorry okay baby. just sit out with that girl over there." he's referring to me.

kiersten stomps off to the side and sits further down the bench from me. "what's up freakazoid?"

"nothing." i mumble.

"that better be." kiersten replies as she sits by the side and checks her nails. "don't check out my boyfriend."

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a/n: i have a weird obsession with John Hughes movies tbh and 16 candles was like the first one I saw