A/N: This is a long one. I figured i'd get most of the story out of the way in this one that way part 2 of the chapter will be much shorter so instead of having 2 long chapters you'll have one long one. And one short one. Haha. One long one and One short one. XD I crack myself up. XD
The wooden floors are scratched with a pale shine
There's cracks in the bleachers, and rust on the school sign
The basketball hoops are wooden, with rims orange and bright
Ripped blue mats and worn down basketballs all in the closet locked up tight
Gym class, what an amazingly odd sense of crap
The stench is like someone mixed ass, sweat, and cologne and put it in a trap
I step into the seventh circle of boredom hell, and see nothing but hopelessness in my wake
Seeing the clock strike 9:16am and watch all my fellow classmates running, makes my body ache
Circle by circle lap by lap, together we run yet we each run alone
If we stop, we lose our P.E. credits, and then our future is gone into the unknown
We run that circle like zombies with a goal
The boredom, the death of the repetitive uselessness, begins to take its toll
But in this boredom, this death, there's something keeping all of us afloat
Ms. Emmerson, the hottest gym teacher to ever walk the earth, and i'm damn proud to gloat
Long legs, tan skin, muscular body, big hips and the most sexy eyes
She drives all the boys in gym class nuts, and every boy in class just dies
One kid, so flustered by her hotness, passed out when she grabbed his arm trying to show him how to do a proper crunch
Man some days i wish i could just be a sandwich and serve myself up as Ms. Emmerson’s lunch
Those circles around and around we went, didn't seem so bad
As long as Ms. Emmerson was around, everything was alright, the class was happy, and i was more than glad
But then, the day came when we walked through those gym doors and enter the odorous stink trap and saw it as plain as day
Ms. Emmerson was gone, and in her place, a large, thick, hairy, bearded man in sweats and puma jacket, was there to say,
"Evening class. My name is Mr. Dayquad and i'll be taking over your regular gym classes from now on."
"I'm afraid Ms. Emmerson has left and won't be returning." [whispers of shock break out] "She's gone."
As we all crowded around looking at this big man, shocked and saddened for this well... shock.
Something cringed in my stomach as i looked at this man and listened to him talk.
"Alright well, the only way i know how to get over something so sad, is with a game of dodgeball! Everyone get into a line and we'll pick teams"
Mr. Dayquad said with excitement. He runs down the court to the equipment room doors to grab the dodgeballs, it seems.
I just don't know though, something about him doesn't feel right
But its just a feeling i guess, and i can't do anything, so i've just gotta move on right?
He comes back with a large fishnet bag, he opens the bag and drops the red rubber balls all over the middle of the gym floor
He runs back over to the class, who's standing in a perfect line ready for what's in store
Mr. Dayquad points his finger out and begins picking at random with his, "you there" "You there" building a team on each side
Until finally we have two full teams chosen and put aside
"Alright everyone into the center grab a ball but don't throw"
"When I see everyone has a ball, i'll give you guys a shout and say "GO!" "
I run to the center and pick up a ball move towards the back away from the line
Everyone's picked up their ball, both groups on each side perfectly align
Its tense, eyes wide open, some holding their breath till the last ounce
I'm staring the other side down ready to aim and fire, throw, and pounce
Mr. Dayquad begins to milk it for more than its worth
Finally, "GO!" at the top of his lungs Mr. Dayquad rumbles the earth
Suddenly the air is littered with red balls one, by one, by one
I quickly pick my target, run up and toss, he's out! He's done!
Mr. Dayquad is on the side watching and shouting, "Out!" "Out!" "Out!"
One by one they drop like flies leaving the court till there's only a few standing about
Its me, and two other girls on one side and two guys on the other side
Nowhere to run, nowhere to duck, nowhere to hide
I pick up a ball, take aim and toss as hard as i can
Before i know it goes directly into the other kids hands, "aahhh man!"
"Your out Lawrence!" Mr. Dayquad shouts
I leave the game with my pride a little damaged, wishing i was better at the "ins and outs"
In the middle of the court lies two on two
Two girls, two guys, both ready, both who know what to do
One of the guys picks up a ball takes aim and gives a quick throw
Before she could reach down far enough the ball had struck one of the girls toe
"out!"
It was two on one, the girl was outnumbered and alone
One of the boys takes aim, and fires as hard as it could be thrown,
But suddenly she catches it in her arms. "OUT!" They should have known.
Without a second to waste and one though to lose,
The girl runs full speed rocketing her ball, as it strikes him and leaves a nasty bruise.
"Your out! Winner!" Mr. Dayquad shouts as our team stands up and goes nuts
We run to our hero of the day and congratulate her for showing some pretty major guts
Mr. Dayquad approaches her and says, "Great job. But you still have the showdown match to win"
I look up at him and get that cringe and say, "What exactly is that?"as he looked at me and grin
"Her and I are going to have a fun... quick, little showdown-match. If she wins, you guys get the next two gym periods free"
Everyone looks to the girl and they start to say, "yeah! You can win. How hard could it be?"
Her face was full of fear, but she forced a smile and agreed to the match
She didn't want to let down the class, she felt she could make the catch
I didn't know what was happening, but it didn't feel right
Mr. Dayquad tossed the girl a ball, picked up one for himself as they both head to the middle ready for a fight.
Standing very close, Mr. Dayquad looks to her and says, "Alright we both are going to take seven big steps back"
She nodded, he signaled, they moved into position ready for their attack
Mr. Dayquad began to look around, "Alright, You!" he looked at me and pointed with authority
"Lawrence. You say "go" to start the match. This is your priority"
I was hesitant and reluctant but obligated to do it
I stepped close to the middle, i just wanted get through it
I could tell there was terror in the girls eyes, as she stood there clutching the ball
She probably regretted winning the game, or even playing at all
The intensity was on high, there wasn't a single peep
Every eye was focused on these two, each eye staring hard and staring deep
..."Go"
And in a flash, Mr. Dayquad threw the ball hard, hitting the girl low
The intensity of the speed knocked her back off her feet to the ground, as i said, "Oh no!"
She hit the wooden floor so hard it made a smack sound
Without a second to waste i ran to her quickly, as she lie on the ground
I hoped she was ok
She lied on the ground dazed, but not injured, as i lift her head and say
"Are you alright? Talk to me. You hurt anywhere in your head?"
After a minute she manages to shake no, and say, "I wanna go home, to my bed"
I laughed, because I agreed, i felt the same
I took a sigh of relief, as the rest of class wanted help, so over they all came
I looked up at Mr. Dayquad, as he stood there staring down with a half grin on his face,
I was so disgusted with him, I imagined kicking his ass all over the place
He had that look, like he just played us all for a sucker
I looked in eyes and said, "You're gonna pay you mother fucker"
To Be Continued...
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Long one I know. But worth it? Or not? Vote if you like it!
Will Lawrence take down Dayquad for good? Or is he in way over his head? What happened to Ms. Emmerson really? How hairy is Mr. Dayquads chest? Who has been rubbing their testicles in the gym? Is Lawrence prepared for what's to come?
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