My first two classes went fine, "Trixie" or "Tilly..." whatever her name is... She wasn't there for some reason. Thank god.
I went to the gym's locker rooms and thank God, we didn't have to wear gym uniforms provided by the school. Since we could wear anything as long as the girls wore shirts that went lower than our sports bras and shorts that covered our butts. I wore a white fitted crop top with a built in bra, navy blue leggings, and white tennis shoes. The combination of the crop top and high waist leggings really showed off my abs.
As I was changing in the locker room a girl came up to me.
"Girl, how did you get that body?" she looked me up and down wide eyed.
"I spend 6 hours a week working out along with my brother." I smiled, it is an accomplishment after all.
"Damn, if you look like this I wonder how jacked your brother is. Who is your brother?" She probed... I knew what she wanted.
"Jackson McCoy, my twin." I laughed.
"Good to know. But hey, you seem really nice, we should hang." She smiled, at the point I knew she wasn't just asking me to get to my brother. She was genuine.
"Yeah sure, umm wanna exchange numbers?" I offered. She nodded and we quickly swapped phones as all the other girls headed out of the locker room.
The coach had us start with 10 pushups and 20 sit-ups.
This was way too easy so I decided to double it, doing 20 pushups and 40 sit-ups. Every time I came back up in my sit-ups I saw one guy staring at me, studying me intently. He was pretty attractive although I couldn't see him all that well due to my position in my warm up. I was done around the same time as everyone else As we all finished the same guy gave me a curt nod.
"Alright guys, today is dodgeball." The coach announced with a smile, some kids started groaning and others obviously content with the choice.
"I want everyone to pick a ribbon from this bucket one by one. If you get a red one, you're on the red team. A yellow one, yellow team. Red teams goes to the back of the gym, yellow front." Coach Emerson directed.
I was moving closer and closer to the bucket watching the kids going to whatever side of the gym their ribbon indicated. I reached the bucket and grabbed a ribbon, Yellow... that means the front of the gym. I was one of the last handful of people to grab a ribbon. I started walking the area I needed to be in and I noticed the same guy who was watching me warm up. Having a better opportunity to look at him, I noticed he is really cute.
I looked him over, not realizing how long it's been... I was staring. By the time I came to reality, his eyes locked with mine as he smirked and winked. Embarrassed he caught me, I rushed over to my spot on the opposite team.
YAY! Evan ended up on my team. The coach grabbed the balls and lined them up at the front of each team. The whistle blew and every kid raced forwards; I grabbed Evans arm before he could join them.
"Stay back here, you're more likely to get hit if you go to the front. Wait for the balls to be thrown this way to get some." I told him my strategy with a smile.
"Hmm smart." He agreed.
The kids who raced to the front were the first to go, like I predicted. Shortly the balls drifted near us. I grabbed one and looked for the easiest target, it didn't take long... she was slow with red hair and glasses. I chucked the ball right at her and It hit her legs, she was out. "Damn bitch, you on point. Imma stick with you." Evan yelled out and got behind me for protection.
I laughed hard as I grabbed another ball. I stood up like a predator looking for easy prey. I saw a ball flying by where Evan stood to the left of me. Evan was too busy looking at.... well nothing not really; he was day dreaming. Just as it was about to hit him; I caught it with my palm spread open, creating a hard slapping sound. Evan let out a shrill yelp and I laughed at him.... again.
"You're welcome!" I yelled and he rolled his eyes in response.
One by one, people were out until it was me and Evan against the sexy guy and another football jock.
Evan didn't have enough time to process what was happening until two balls came flying our way, one hitting Evan's legs, the other hitting the wall behind me after I ducked.
"Ugh, fuck this game!" Evan yelled, knowing he was out drawing laughter.
Now it was me alone on the yellow team. The jock and Mr. Sexy on the red.
I was alone.
For some reason Mr. Sexy didn't budge as the jock picked up a ball and threw it my way. I wasn't totally prepared so I had to think fast. I notice the ball flying at my stomach. Acting of pure instinct I dodged it by stepping aside at the last second. I don't really know how but I was still able to catch it.
Every person in the gym started cheering, especially the girls. Now it was just Mr. Attractive and I.
He smirked at me giving me butterflies in my stomach. He then looking down at the one ball we had between us and back at me. I started to fake a start for the ball and he bolted for it. I only ran about 3 feet and then hurried back to my original place before he could hit me closer to the front. He grabbed the ball, smirked while shaking his head realizing that I played him.
He then hurled, and I mean HURLED the ball my way and stood with a confident face as it flew at me. I noticed it was trending down... heading for my legs. Thinking fast, I caught the ball in between my calves.
Everyone screamed a lot of shocking 'ohhhs' and they all cheered; I felt like a superstar. Looking at Mr. Sexy, he raised his brows, impressed, and sent a thumbs up.