Fan Cover by @Senorita_2006
Julie's pov:
And it is that time of day....
Where every reasonable high school student dreads....
Gym Class.
"Good Luck" Gianna says patting my back as we stand in front of the Gymnasium.
"Do I have to??" I whine to her.
"Don't worry... it's not that.....I'll pray for you." She says, most likely remembering her gym experience. I can see her shiver as she shakes her head and smiles at me.
Well.. that makes me feel better.
Cue the sarcasm.
But I try not to laugh as other people pass us giving us weird looks.
Aka, Gianna patting my back like a mom trying to help her toddler out, meanwhile I am the toddler who was told they couldn't wear diapers anymore and had to put on actual underwear.
...
Too specific?
I walk in the girls locker room while Gianna heads to her art class.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I am ashamed of my body, because my parents taught me to be thankful for what I have... but I never felt comfortable STRIPPING in front of other people in a locker room.
Seriously, the "oh we are all girls here," does not help.
I don't care if we all have the same 'stuff' I would like to keep my private parts to myself, thank you very much.
So with that, I head to one of the stalls and change there. I mean, it wasn't weird, there were another four to five girls changing in stalls also.
So at least I wasn't the only one who didn't feel comfortable with it.
But if I were to be completely honest...
The locker room was always boring.
It's usually the 'let's talk about cute boys' time or 'I wish my body was like the Kardashian's.'
I always try to be the first one in and out just so my ears won't explode before I even graduate from high school...
Well, if I ever make it through my junior year.
But the weird part about gym class is they don't separate it by grade.
We have our freshman girls to the senior boys all in one class.
I mean, normally I'm okay with this, but when it comes to dodgeball, I like to use the term.... RUN AWAY.
I make my way in the gym with all the the kids who usually get dressed fast.
At a time like this, I should probably make a new friend or two or else I'd be alone for gym class the whole year.
I look around to see the kids here either already in their group of friends or they snuck their phone in and are on it.
Yeah.. I'll just stay friendless.
About three minutes later, when all of the students are here, the gym teacher starts to take role.
Since my last name is Wells, I just wait because my name is always one of the last ones to be called.
But as I am spacing in and out through the role call, something, let's just say spiked my interest.
"Anna Raller"
"Here"
"Ashton Rider"
There was a long pause.
"Here!!!!" He says running into the gymnasium.
"You're late!"
"Maybe you're just early" he says smirking at the teacher.
The gym teacher just rolls his eyes and finishes roll call.
And yes, I somehow made my 'Here' very awkward, I don't know how but I did.
But it's weird though.. how did I not notice Ashton was in this class?
Either I am going insane or....
No wait... I am going insane.
"Okay kids, two laps around the field!!"
Most of the students groan, while others just sprint to have a 'head start' which wasn't the best idea if you ask me.
I start off the run and see I am in the faster pack of students.
Well, kinda faster I think.
When I was little, my dad would always take a run around the neighborhood every night before it got dark.
Because he has self motivation!
Unlike like some people...
That person including me.
My goal in life is to die alone.
...
Safe to say I'm making good progress.
Anyways... again....
For some reason, little me thought that if he ran alone, he would get eaten by monsters and I would never see him again.
So me being an amazing daughter, I ran by his side from when I was six, way up until we moved here.
But of course, I stopped believing in the monsters when I was ten, but I liked to think of it as a father, daughter time.
I didn't realize I was spacing out in my own little world until I passed where we started running showing that I already completed one lap.
A lot of the students at this point were either slow jogging or even walking.
But I don't blame them because I would be one of them a lot through middle school.
It wasn't because I couldn't run, it was just that.. I thought all the 'cool kids' walked and I guess I didn't want to be left out.
But boy was I wrong.. and too bad I didn't learn that until my eighth grade year that it doesn't matter what others think of you.
I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder and next thing I know I'm looking into blue eyes.
"Hey Ashton." I say smiling.
"Why are you so happy?" He asks grinning, "Normally people wouldn't be smiling when they are running half a mile." He says jokingly.
At this point, we are halfway done with our second lap around the field, passing others who are still on their first.
"I don't know why I'm so happy.. I just am." I say to him.
But deep down, I knew I was happy that he would never actually ignore me on school grounds.
He's not that type of guy that will talk to you, but then in public it's like you flipped a switch and he's a total jerk to you.
I hate those types of people.
"So where's your bad boy group at?" I say laughing.
"They would have rather been in health class." He says rolling his eyes.
Honestly, health class sounds pretty nice right now, but I wasn't able to join it because apparently the class was 'full' and they needed more people in the gym program.
"Why don't you like health?" I ask.
"Sitting there while the teacher says 'did you know that drugs are actually bad for you.' Is not my most favorite thing to do."
"Oh no, did they find your secret stash of drugs?" I joke.
"Yeah right, along with my top secret passes to my favorite boy band.. of course not. I'm too important to die young."
"Too important?"
"Yeah, it would make the school ten times colder."
"Are you implying that you're hot?"
"Damn slow down Nerd, you can't call me hot whenever you feel like."
"Wait... but.. huh?" Did he seriously just twist my words around?
"And to think you had an innocent mind..."
"You are so..."
"So what? Devishly charming? Because honey, that is just a small part of the full package." He winks at me.
I just shake my head at him, well, the best I could when running.
Which by the way... "Hey, how come I have never seen you in this class before?"
"Because I was in the nurses office sick."
"Every day at that specific time?"
"Yeah, it's called IDon'tGiveAFuckirosis." Ashton grins.
I ignore his comment and look ahead and see we have just a 100 yards to go.
"Race you there?" Ashton says looking at me grinning.
"If you can keep up...... Ashton Rider." I say laughing as I pull ahead.
"You are so on... Julie Wells."
Hey guys!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!! It is now official that I really don't have a posting schedule😂
Whoever created homework clearly hit their head or something because we go to school for 8 HOURS and apparently that's not enough.
But I really want to try posting more often, so I will try my best.
~juls