werewolf

P.E

  I've always hated P.E. It's not like I'm lazy or don't like exercise, Its the fact that people seem to expect Olympic standards from me, especially teachers. All I ever hear is  'Lyra come and compete in the tennis tournament, or, Why don't you run in the 1500m sprint?' It drives me insane, the constant high expectations to uphold, the non-stop nagging.

But then not all of P.E is that bad. One of the positives is the fact that I'm in the same class as Lance, the cutest boy in my year (probably in the whole school!). He has dark purple feathery hair, golden yellow pools for eyes and a dazzling smile.

'Hey Lyra concentrate!' I snapped my head up, looking around for who called my name. It was Chloe she's been my best friend since pre-school. 'Are you fantasizing about Lance again?' she raised an eyebrow at me. 'N-no...' I stutter caught off guard at the question. 'You know,' she twirled her long, dark, gorgeous hair around her finger. 'You could always try talking to him instead of burring your face in a book whenever he looks your direction.' she stretched out her arms (we were supposed to be doing our cool down stretch sequences). 'Well, that's easier said than done. Isn't it.' I glance over at him as he was leaned against the gym wall whistling to himself. 

'Alright everyone good work today. You can all go and get changed.' The coach called out.' A quiet mumble erupted from the students as they all filed out of the gym and headed to the changing rooms. 'like I was saying, you should talk to him. He isn't dating anyone you never know he could be secretly into you,' she wiggled her right eyebrow as she did the buttons up on her school blouse. I too did up my buttons to avoid answering. Eventually, I asked 'don't you like any of the boys in our school?' Now it was Chloe who was stuttering 'O-of c-course not!' I giggled and nudged her with my elbow 'Your hiding something from me, aren't you.' She blushed and focused her eyes on an ancient piece of gum on the changing room wall. 'Come on we're going to be last in the lunch queue at this rate!'