《P.E. Class》

❰[Start of Coach Emma & Kayla's Route]❱

My first thought is to go to P.E. class. I mean, it makes sense. I want to workout to get my body just as fit as my bullies, well, not that fit, but still pretty buff. I just want to be strong. Even though I know I’m not going to do very well in this class at first, I’m willing to put in the effort to become stronger. However, I also really love art. I’m a very creative person, I love to draw, make music, or even write. Art class is pretty much made for me, it’s very chill, relaxing and easy to pass. On the opposite, P.E. class is full of annoying popular students and show offs. I don’t like this class that much, and I’m making it sound like the worst class, but I think I need to take it or else I won’t accomplish anything. Sure, Art is cool and all, but I don’t think I could build muscle painting.

The only downside of this class would be that I don’t know anyone here, or at least I don’t get along with anyone. Sunny goes to Art class, as well as all of the other cute girls in class. That leaves only my bullies and all of the mean girls in this class. Actually, there are more downsides, like the fact that I get bullied by them every time I’ve tried to join this class. Yea, I have some history with this class, but I don’t want to get too deep into it. I just know I have to take this class to achieve my goals, and with that simple mindset, I start walking to class.

I know I’m going to be an outcast in this class, an even bigger one than I already am, but I don’t care. I enjoy working out alone, even if I’m not technically alone and getting bullied in the process. But regardless, I’m planning to show up to this class, don’t pay attention to anybody, except the teachers, of course, and just get things done. I’m not here to mess with anyone, so I better avoid any confrontations. So far, I can’t really confront anyone, because everyone is already going to class. I try to hurry up, since P.E. class takes place on the field outside of the school, so I have to walk a long way to get there.

I don’t bump into anyone on the way to class, which only makes it easier for me to walk comfortably. But it also creates a bit of tension, because I know when I show up, everyone will be waiting for me. I guess they won’t really wait for me if they don’t know I’m coming, so I’m hoping I can just sneak in the class without anyone noticing. I do have to go to my locker first to take my bag with extra clothes and a water bottle. I’m already running late, so I just decide to sprint to class. Better start exercising now, am I right?

I reach the football field, where I can already see everyone hanging out. This class is usually not that hard, we just do a few simple exercises, and only the ones who want can play some games or something. Honestly, I don’t really remember, I haven’t been here in a long while. But even though I’m not a regular student here, I know at least my bullies will recognize me. So I try to walk past everyone to leave my bag on the bleachers. But I don’t go unnoticed for much, as I hear Vincent approaching me.

—Hey, dumbass. What are you doing here? Did you get lost? This isn’t gay class, you know that?—

Why does he always say something homophobic? It’s not even funny, it doesn’t make sense. I guess he thinks art is gay, but whatever. I’m used to dealing with Vincent’s insults, so I know I just don’t have to pay attention to him. But I don’t think I can ignore him until the teacher arrives, mainly because now Nicholas joins in to bully me.

—What is this dude doing here?—

—I don’t know, but I think he got tired of the ugly girls in his class, that’s why he wants to spy on the hot ones here. What a creep…—

Now his insults don’t even make sense. First, he calls me gay, then he assumes I’m trying to spy on girls. I guess he thinks I’m bisexual, but I don’t care. Even if I am, which I’m not, I swear, I can’t stand him saying those things. I won’t defend myself, because I know how that will end, but I do manage to respond back, with silence. I don’t say anything, just casually leave my stuff and walk to the other students. It seems to work, because my bullies just stand staring at me. They quickly get bored and go back to doing whatever they were doing, probably flirting with girls or something. I try to avoid them as much as possible, but there’s not really much difference if I ignore them or not, because my other classmates are just like them.

Well, I should probably explain this. Something I’ve never done in this class, or in school in general, is socialize with anyone, but especially in this class. In the beginning, there were a lot more students in this class, because people love P.E. class. I mean, who doesn’t? Well, I guess some people. But back in the day, this was the most fun class to be in. Of course, things changed, and now that all of the popular students have taken over this class, it’s pretty much the most toxic class to be in. It’s a shame, because this class has a lot of potential, especially when it comes to all of the activities we do. We just play around, very rarely do any hard exercises, and just relax if we don’t want to do anything. That’s the good part of this class, but I don’t know, maybe things have changed a little.

And they clearly have, because after a bit of looking around, I notice new classmates. There’s a lot of people here, more than I expected. Actually, I think I see some old “friends” here. They are not really friends, I just happen to know me, and I think they know me too. Perhaps they have forgotten about me, which I wouldn’t mind, but I do wish I knew someone here. At least in Art class, I had Sunny, so we could work together on projects, or just not feel lonely, knowing I had her at my side, literally, because we sat together.

But I also find someone I definitely didn’t expect to see here. I see Jocelyn sitting alone in the distance. She is doing the same as me, avoiding everyone. I almost want to go talk to her, but I know that will be risky. Also, I’m just trying to figure out what she is doing here. Why would she come to the class with all of the people who make fun of her? I guess she is doing the same as me, facing her bullies to stop being so afraid of them. But no, that wouldn’t make sense, because I’m just here to get buff, so why is she here? I honestly don’t have a clue, but I think it’s not worth the time to find out. If I really want to know, I could just go ask her, I hope.

The class has supposedly started, but I don’t see the teacher anywhere. There’s no authoritative figure in sight, which is bad, because the bullies could cause chaos in an hour. I don’t want to be left in this class unsupervised, I would die. I try to go back to the bleachers, just in case I need to escape. But after a few minutes of waiting, finally someone shows up, though it is someone I don’t really know. It seems like the school replaced the teacher, which I can see happen. There are a lot of reasons why they would do that.

But what catches my attention the most is that this new teacher, if she is even a teacher, is a very hot, young woman. At least it looks like she is a very fit woman, but I can’t figure out if she is here to teach us, or if she is just one of my bullies’ girlfriends. And the more I look at her, it becomes apparent that she is here to give us a lesson. Hopefully, it is a good one, because she looks like she is in a bad mood for some reason. I really hope she doesn’t turn out to be a very mean teacher. She seems like a nice person, but who knows? The P.E. teacher I knew was kind of a pervert and pedophile. I’ll elaborate on that later. Now, I just want to know who this woman is…