The Foreign Exchange Student // h.s.

How Much Of A Split Can You Do?

Chapter 14:

Olivia's POV:

After the bell rang for the next class I followed Harry out of the room. "So you think it's true?" he asked. "What's true?" I questioned him. "You think I'm sexy. You didn't erase it," he pointed at my hand. I just laughed and shrugged my shoulders. "Do you want me to?" I quizzed him. "Nope, because you know it's true." he winked. "Please. We have already been through this. We voted I'm hottest now build a bridge and get over it," I told him and he laughed.

"What class do you have next?" he asked. "Uh, PE with Coach Jurner," I read from the paper. "Great, you're with me," he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards a classroom. "Well, I'm actually with Coach Robillard, but we do the classes together," he explained. "Mhmm," I told him. "See you later, babe," he pushed me towards a door. I stopped in front of the teacher who was handing us some uniforms to change into. I took mine and sat down.

Nothing exciting happened. He called roll and explained to us, the Americans, how class worked. He then showed all the girls and boys to the locker rooms. I slipped into a bathroom stall and changed into the black gym shorts and blue school gym shirt he gave me. I didn't want to change in the locker room with the other girls. That's quite weird.

I stepped out and walked towards the gym where he told us to meet him. I walked over to the line where everyone was. The other coach, apparently Coach Robillard, was calling out roll again.

"Joshua Bourg?"

"Here!"

"Sammy Burth?"

"Here."

"Olivia Camp?"

"Here," I called out. He looked at me and then at the other coach. "That's the one Mrs. Hale told us to watch out for," he muttered to the other one. "I heard that," I shouted at them while everyone laughed. He rolled his eyes at me and finished off the roll. "Okay, everyone start stretching!" Coach Jurner announced. I turned around and walked to the back of the crowd.

"What brings you back here?" a raspy voice asked. "So perverts like you don't stare at my butt when I bend over," I told him. "Ouch, I'm offended," Harry held his hands over his heart. "So are you stalking me now?" I asked him while stretching my arms. "No, your the one that walked back here by the way," he smirked. I just rolled my eyes and continued stretching.

"All Americans come over here to do a test," one of the coaches shouted. "Racist," I muttered causing the people around me to laugh. I groaned and walked towards him. "Good luck, honey," Harry called teasingly after me in a weird voice. I flipped him of behind my back and his friends that were near by him 'oohed'. I smirked and made my way over to the other coaches.

"First test is a flexibility test. How much of a split can you do?" Coach Robillard told us. I snickered to myself because I could do a full split. I never intended on being able to do one, but I ended up in a bet between my parents and my brother. I ended up wining.

I watched as the first few people barley made it down. "Olivia, it's your turn," he ushered me. I pretended to not be able to go down far and he shook his head. "Ouch. It's too far," I groaned teasingly. I heard laughing as the others watched and some Brits too. "You're not even trying," the coach accused.

I shrugged my shoulders and slid down into a full split. His back was to me and I cleared my throat. "Coach?" I asked him. He turned back around and his jaw dropped. "You were faking," he shouted and I gave him a "No Shit' face. I chuckled and listened as some students clapped and whistled. I pulled myself up and smirked. He shook his head and I walked over to some other students.

Once class ended, I had run 35 laps around the gym, did 6 push ups (which I'm terrible at), and did a lot of flexibility tests. I changed back into my clothes from earlier and walked into the classroom. I chatted with a few other students until the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door before being stopped. "Olivia Camp, stay with me," Coach Robillard, who was in our classroom at the time, told me.

I waited until everyone left and I sat on a desk. "Whats up?" I asked him and played with the strap on my bag. "Why did you do that in class? The whole 'I don't know how to split' thing?" he questioned me. I shrugged my shoulders and he rolled his eyes. "To get a laugh out of it I guess," I answered. "I understand your a teenager and all, but I don't like when students misbehave around me. So no more playing around," he lectured me. I nodded my head and left the classroom.

The hallways were empty and I made my way to my next class, art. I walked inside and the only familiar face I saw were some Americans and AJ. I sat in the empty seat next to her and smiled. "Why are you late?" she asked me. "Got held back after PE for joking around," I answered her. She explained to me what they were supposed to be doing. I grabbed a sheet of circles from the center of the table and started shading them.

"What did you do?" she asked me."I pretended I didn't know how to split and then I did a full one and he yelled at me for lying," I shrugged. "I got in trouble with the math teacher for saying my name was Lashondra," AJ snickered an I laughed. "I told my English teacher my name was Hannah Montana," I stated. "You are obsessed with her," She joked. "I am. She's just such a role model," I joked back and we both laughed.

Art class was fun. Everyone was talking and the teacher was nice. She didn't care if we were loud, as long as we were doing our work. AJ and I talked most of the time and to the people around us. Class ended when the bell rang signalling it was time for lunch.

AJ and I walked out to the cafeteria and met Marisa at the door. "Hey, girlfriend," I called in a squeaky voice. "Sup sistaaa!" she mocked me. We all laughed and got in line. "Any trouble yet?" she asked both of us. "I got yelled at for making up a fake name in math class," AJ told her and Marisa rolled her eyes. "I got yelled at for making up a fake name in English class. Mrs. Hale gave me a lecture and so did Coach Robillard for lying. I like it here," I sighed and they both laughed.