An hour later, the traditional knowledge portion of the test was over, and the 4th grade students filed out of their classrooms, groaning about how tough it had been. Meanwhile, Trent, Sydney, and Barbara were all smiles, chatting and laughing together. They were clearly the odd ones out, as the rest of the class was busy complaining about the test. Some of the students even shot them dirty looks, but they didn't seem to care. They were just happy to have finished the first part of the test.
Barbara was pleasantly surprised by her performance on the test. She'd never been a top student, but she'd never been the worst in her class, either. But this was the first time she'd felt so confident about a test before. And she knew it was all thanks to Trent. He'd helped her study for the test and encouraged her to believe in herself. She was grateful for his friendship and support.
The intercom crackled to life once again, and the familiar voice of Mrs. Madris came through. "That's it for the traditional knowledge portion of the test," she announced. "In 20 minutes, we will be commencing the sports and fitness portion of the test. Make sure you're wearing comfortable clothing and have a water bottle handy."
The students let out a collective groan at the thought of having to exert themselves in the upcoming portion of the test. But they knew it was necessary, so they started making their way to the school's gymnasium.
The school's gymnasium was quickly filling up with students, some already dressed in their athletic gear, while others were still chatting and socializing. Barbara and Trent were among the few who were practicing and warming up for the fitness portion of the test.
Trent wasn't the most athletic, but Barbara was helping him get ready, much like he had helped her with the traditional knowledge portion. As they practiced, the other students started to get ready, too, and the gym was filled with the sounds of shoes squeaking on the floor and balls bouncing.
Just as the students were getting ready for the fitness portion of the test, there was a collective gasp from the female students as a tall, muscular guy with blue, short hair and yellow eyes walked into the gymnasium.
His athletic gear only added to his appeal, and the girls were practically swooning. Some of them started arguing over who would marry him, while others called dibs on him as their "future boyfriend." Everyone knew who he was - Hans, the coolest and most athletic student in 4th grade, and possibly even the whole school.
Hans made a beeline for Barbara and Trent, leaving all the other students in a state of shock. "Why are you wasting your time helping a nerd like him?" he asked Barbara, gesturing towards Trent. "Come help me prepare instead - Barby bear."
Hans had once been Barbara's boyfriend in 3rd grade, and they were known as the cutest couple in the school. But then, one day, Barbara had seen Hans smooching another girl, and that had been the end of their relationship.
Barbara ignored Hans and kept focusing on helping Trent, which only served to infuriate Hans even more. "How dare you ignore me?" he shouted, and before anyone could react, he shoved Trent to the floor.
Everyone in the gymnasium gasped, and all eyes were on Hans, waiting to see what he would do next. Barbara ran to Trent's side and helped him up. She glared at Hans, her eyes flashing with anger.
"Get away from me, you lying, cheating scumbag," Barbara said, her voice dripping with venom. "Go find one of your other girlfriends to help you - if you even have any left." The other students in the gymnasium all made a collective sound of disgust, directed at Hans. Enraged, he lifted Trent up off the ground, causing the boy to panic. "You're going to regret getting in my way," Hans hissed, dropping Trent hard to the floor and storming out of the gym.
Trent lay on the floor, dazed and in pain. Some other students gathered around him, helping him to his feet. "Are you okay?" one of them asked, concern etched on their face. Trent nodded, still a little disoriented. Just then, the gym teacher came running in. "What's going on?" she demanded, looking around the room. Barbara stepped forward and explained the situation, her voice shaking with anger. "That guy is such a bully," she said, gesturing towards where Hans had stormed out.
Suddenly, the voice of Mrs. Madris came over the intercom. "Please report to the school field for the second part of the test," she said, her voice clear and authoritative.
The students began to file out of the gym, many of them casting concerned glances back at Trent. Barbara helped him up, and together they joined the rest of the class in heading out to the field. The tension in the air was palpable.
Once the students had gathered on the field, Mrs. Madris announced that the draws for the competitions were ready. A holographic screen appeared in the air, and everyone gathered around to see the results.
First up was the basketball competition, with Class XI going up against Class V. Next was the soccer competition, with Class X going up against Class VI. The tension in the air was palpable, as the students prepared for the competitions ahead.
Trent breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he and Barbara were both in Class V, and would be competing against the other class. But his relief was short-lived when he saw that Hans and Buffy, two of his tormentors, were in Class XI and would be competing against him. The two of them glared at Trent as they smacked their fists together, a show of intimidation. Trent swallowed hard, trying to quell the nerves that were bubbling up inside him.
Mrs. Madris instructed the students in Class V and Class XI to head to the main field, which was a levitating platform that could transform into different sports courts. As the students gathered on the platform, it began to shimmer and change, transforming into a basketball court. The students watched in awe as the court took shape before their eyes. The court was complete with all the necessary features, including a scoreboard, hoops, and even cheerleaders.
A gray-haired man named Mr. Joe walked out onto the court. Mrs. Madris introduced him as the referee, and the game got underway. The students from Class V and Class XI took their places on the court, ready to compete against each other.
Mr. Joe blew the whistle, and the game began. The crowd went wild, cheering and shouting for their favorite team. The air was filled with the sounds of sneakers squeaking on the court and the swish of the ball as it went through the hoop.
With a swish of the net, Hans sent the ball soaring through the air and into the basket from the three-point line. The crowd erupted in a roar of cheers, and the girls in the audience swooned.
Hans was clearly the star of the game, and he wasn't afraid to show it. He celebrated with his team, high-fiving his teammates and strutting around the court with a cocky grin. Meanwhile, Trent was getting frustrated, knowing that he had to find a way to stop Hans if he wanted to win the game.
As the game continued, one of the girls from Class V passed the ball to Trent. He took a deep breath and prepared to make his move. Using a skill he had learned from Barbara, he faked a pass to the right, then quickly dribbled to the left. The opposing team's defenders were caught off guard, and Trent broke free, driving towards the basket. Just as he was about to score, he was shoved from behind by Buffy, who then stole the ball. The referee blew his whistle, signaling a foul.
Buffy gives Trent a wicked smirk and walks out. Trent holds his knee in agony, while his teammates ran to his aid. "Bud, you alright?" One of them asked, concern obvious in his voice. Trent nodded and forced a smile. "I'll be fine," he said, despite the searing pain he felt. The referee called a time out, giving Trent a chance to rest and recover.
The time out ended, and the game resumed. Barbara was on fire, fueled by a mixture of anger and adrenaline. She dribbled the ball, weaving in and out of the other players like a dancer. When she reached the three-point line, she saw her chance. She bounced the ball in a dazzling display of dribbling, and then she jumped, spinning in mid-air and sending the ball through the hoop with a thunderous dunk. The crowd went wild, and Barbara high-fived her teammates as the referee signaled that the point was good.
The game was neck and neck. As the fourth quarter came to a close, the score was tied, and both teams were giving it their all. Suddenly in a flash of inspiration, Hans passed the ball to a teammate and sprinted towards the basket. His opponent, not expecting the move, was caught off guard. The ball was in the air, flying towards the basket. The crowd held their breath, not daring to blink. Then, just as the ball was about to drop through the net, a blur of motion appeared. It was Trent, leaping into the air, his outstretched hand blocking the shot. He grabs the ball and counters.
With 10 seconds left on the clock, Trent dribbled the ball towards the other end of the court. His opponents were hot on his heels, but he refused to give up. As he neared the goal, he saw that his only obstacle was Buffy. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, waiting to see what would happen next. The air was electric with tension.