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Chapter 17 by yoyo1342 yoyo1342

What is your afternoon class?

Gym!

After lunch, with an incredible degree of trepidation, you head to Gym. The way that your morning classes went, Gym seems like a prime candidate for things going horribly wrong. You had gone in to the locker room and gotten changed in to some athletic gear. You now had on a pair of light, loose, running shorts, an athletic tank top, a sports bra, and a pair of hip hugger underwear.

You step inside the gymnasium, looking for familiar faces. Gym classes are twice the size of a normal class, and so they tend to splinter in to a number of different activities. Off in the corner with all of her Soccer friends, you can see Ariel juggling a soccer ball and having a good time. In the middle of gym, you see a mixed crowd gathered around two girls discussing something in the center. One of them is holding a dodgeball. One of the girls you know, her name is Evette.

Evette’s something of a punk-rock girl. She was very pretty, and had nice, full lips, and ice blue eyes. Her parents “encourage personal expression” and as soon as she turned 18 she started acquiring piercings and tattoos and had dyed her hair black. Both sleeves of her arms were covered in all manner of trendy stuff; old looking sail boats, anchors, koi fish, cherry blossoms, etc. She had piercings all over, and in gym class, with her tank top on, it was impossible to hide that one of her nipples was pierced. For all that, she is a pretty sweet girl, with a bit of fire in her, and it doesn’t surprise you at all that she’s organizing the dodgeball.

Go over to Ariel or play dodgeball?

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