The English exam flew by without a problem.
It was the same as the science and maths papers.
Taken in the sports hall.
Except this time, it would be our last one of the year.
After that exam, we had break- then I had PE.
We lines up outside in our respective groups in alphabetical order.
The teacher took the register and we split off to get changed in the changing rooms.
I was in and out quickly- something that had become somewhat of a meme now.
I conversed with the other teachers, interesting ideas, better warm ups etc.
Once everybody else from my class had gotten changed, we were taken down to the netball courts next to the 3G.
Firstly, we were forced to sprint all around the court, and afterward, stretch.
Then, she split us into groups of six.
Each group had two balls and we had to do some kind of complicated switch overs.
That was how our teacher decided what we would be doing.
I started on the half court game with 7 other people, and we played a basic 4v4 game.
The goal was to get the ball down to the other end and touch it to the line.
This exercise our throwing skills.
It had minimal rules, apart from some common sense and co and no moving with the ball.
She set our game up on a third of the court.
The other two thirds were used for other throwing and catching exercises that the teacher set up.
Baxton and Alex were both still on the first throwing and catching games.
After some easy scores from my team, Miss came over to set some new rules to encourage the dodging aspect of the game.
She banned the overhead passes and also reshuffled the groupes around.
Baxton and Alex joined the game, one on my team and the other part of the opposition, respectively.
As soon as she threw the ball up, I moved in to catch it.
Then, I went for the chest pass to my team mate.
The opposition started to mark us, and they pivoted for a second before Baxton sprinted out in a feign dodge to get the ball.
The last one was on the line and Baxton threw the ball before the other side could get to mark anybody.
We passed the ball over and worked from there.
Eventually, Miss moved us over to a full court game.
Seven on each side, I played wing attack, which meant that I just stayed in the opposition side's third.
Alex, on the opposition, got assigned to wing defence so he would be trying to block me.
We got a decent game in, I managed to swipe the ball several times and pass to the shooter, who was not bad at all.
The goal keepers of both sides seemed to have completely given up on trying anything.
After packing up, we went back to the changing rooms to get out of our kit and headed off to fourth period.
We had history, bit it would be completely relaxed, since we had the usual cover teacher.
I wonder what happened to my regular teacher.
We were learning about the Industrial Revolution.
Unfortunately, I was stuck next Reba for that period.
She kept on stealing my pens and making rude remarks.
I ignored her as I got on with my tasks.
Today, there was also an exam question to answer too, another 'How far do you agree'.
It was a typical question, and in the conclusion, I wrote partially agree, mainly to annoy my teacher, but there was some truth in my belief.
After history, I had lunch, and the rest of the day was the more boring part of the day, since it was English and maths. they were typical lessons, not boring, a little dull but nothing seriously mind numbing.
It happened every day, so I knew what I should be expecting.