Health

The often required class that teaches valueable information about the human body and seeks to help man increase its overall health by educating generation after generation. As she neared her destination of room 303, Jamie was stopped in the hallway by call from behind her, "Jamie Grant!" She turned around to find her old rival, Ashley Biven, standing behind her and pointing in her direction.

"Ashely? What the hell do you want?"

"Its been a long time, Grant. How are you holding up, still as big a slut as you were in high school?"

"If I recall, wasn't it you who was the slut. I remember the story about you blowing the entire football team before the big game?"

"That was because of you bitch and you know it! You know that someone managed to lead me into the boys locker room for my after gym shower and walked out, naked, in front of bunch of pent up jocks!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I'll get you for that, and the other times I didn't manage to even the score between you and me."

"You and I..."

"Shut up! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a class to go to."

"Wait, you're going into 303 as well."

"Oh don't tell me you have the same health class too?!"

"Looks like it...Aw damnit! Look at the time! You made us late," and Jamie shoved Ashley out of the way to hurry into the classroom and made her way to an open seat in the barren lecture hall. Her rival followed suit and took her seat on the opposite side of her row, giving a hateful glare at her. Their professor was woman by the name of Honey Sinclair, a southern woman with beautiful blonde locks and an ample and buxom form.

The hall echoed with her accent as she rambled on about tests and quizzes and basic subjects they'd be covering. As time went by, a paper managed to make itself up to Jamie's hands, it was entirely blank except for a bunch of lines. She assumed it was a roll sheet and wrote her name down before passing it on to Ashely who did the same and passed it onward. The paper made its way back to Ms. Sinclair just before the end of class and after dismissal, the two girls hurried out of the room and began to put distance between themselves. Back in the classroom, Honey smiled at the sheet with two names and placed it in her desk. If the girls had ended up being on time and managed to listen to Ms. Sinclair's earlier statements, they would have known the true purpose of the paper. It was a volunteer sheet for demonstrations for the class as she was trying a new program where they use live models instead of paying for expensive recreations or paying models to come in. The two would be in for quite the surprises whenever they reached certain chapters that focused on human annatomy and reproduction...