Marlene's POV

"Monday." I groaned exhaustedly to an equally exhausted looking classmate.

She nodded and then thudded her head down on the desk.

Boredly I looked around the room. Re-reading old health posters and posters of animals that said things like, "There was homework?!" and an especially cute one that said, "You otter be working!". After a while the bell rang and the teacher had still not arrived.

So Doris, an A plus student stood and began reading love letters she'd found shoved in her locker aloud to the class. She and her friends all giggled and teased the unknown boy.

Well they didn't know, but I had a pretty good idea.

After about ten minutes the schools assistant nurse opened the door. She was a perky blond woman with blue eyes and a high, swingy pony tail.

"Ms. Rin isn't here today class. She left unexpectedly and since she hadn't planned to be out, she was unable to leave an assignment for you girls to do." Ms. Shauna told us.

The class began to buzz. No work? After we'd calmed down she continued, "I thought that since its such a nice day... We could all enjoy some time outside."

A few of the people who were more awake cheered. I myself did a little smirking. Today the boys would probably be outside playing soccer or basketball or some such thing. Maybe I'd say hey to Skipper and his friends.

Skippers POV

"Damn." I muttered under my breath.

It had been one sucky move after another. First coach announced that we would not be playing dodgeball. He seemed to be looking pointedly at Rico and I.

Then he said we'd be playing soccer. And he defiantly looked at Rico and I when he said, you two are my goalies.

And then worst came to worst. I got stuck under those stupid goal posts with my good amigo Kowalski pleading with me to let him make a goal to impress Doris.

"She's looking this way!" He whispered. "Please Skipper!"

I looked back in the direction he was looking. Sure enough doll face was giggling, but not at Kowalski. She was giggling at me and Kowalski was daft to it.

I almost relented when I saw Kowalski had enlisted Private to pull a puppy dog on me. It was a crafty move I'll admit. But I never lose.

Kowalski made a pass to the left. I caught the ball easy and had it to Rodrigez, a teammate of mine in no time.

Kowalski had sighed dejectedly and went after the ball again. This happened three more times.

"Be passing it to me!" An annoyingly familiar voice called. I had the ball in hand and Julien was my only teammate not blocked. It seems like my own strategist had it out for me. Kowalski looked up from blocking Rodriguez and gave me a cheeky smile.

Reluctantly I passed to my dreaded teammate. When he'd tried to kick the ball he'd fallen down and sent the ball flying backwards right at my head. I ducked out of the way and glared at him.

"Are you mad man!?" I'd yelled.

"Oh be shutting up I didn't touch you."

We exchanged a few more words and then apparently I blacked out again. Next thing I knew I was being pulled off Julien.

"I didn't see what happened." The coach told us. "I know you love to instigate." He told Julien. "But you've got a short temper."

He ran his hand through his balding hair. "Seeing as how everything's fine...I'll let it go. Everyone hit the showers!"

I did feel ashamed. Julien's not right in the head. I know that. He just gets on my nerves like ants on a log.

"Sorry Skipper." Kowalski had said dejectedly. "I thought if I couldn't showcase stellar athlete skills I'd woo Doris with strategy.

i frowned for a moment and stopped walking. I'd tried to be stern and angry with Kowalski but after a second of seeing my friends looking afraid of me I buckled. "Tell you what, I think your strategy was aces. You got a goal scored. I say we go for snow cones after school."

The others beamed. "Really Skipper?" Kowalski asked amazed.

"Yep." I said and then punched his arm. "So long as you're buying!"

His face fell a little but he kept his cool about it. "Heh heh. Way to pull a fast one Skipper."

Marlene's POV

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. After just a few minutes in the restroom I came out and saw Skipper and Julien fighting, again.

Well not really fighting. More like the students and the coach were trying to haul Skipper off of Julien as Julien yelled, "Not to be hitting in the face! The pretty, pretty face!". The weird thing was that Kowalski kept apologizing. What did he do?

Whatever it's not my business. Those boys are some of the weirdest I know.

Kowalski's POV

Skipper'd taken his last black-out rather calmly. He'd recently asked me to help him hide his post traumatic stress symptoms from the others. The incredibly ludicrous stunt I'd just pulled..

And Doris didn't even notice my strategy.

Stop it Kowalski! Skipper is more important than that, that...angelic, brilliant, raveshing-

"Kowalski? You got noodles in your noggin? Hit the showers man!" Skippers had chastised.

Sucked from my dreamworld I'd jolted back to reality. I was instantly reminded that most of my classmates were in various stages of undress. Including Skipper.

"Yes sir." I mumbled. And soon joined the others in the shower.

After becoming accustomed to the frigid waters, that surprisingly didn't bother me all that much, Skipper voiced what I had, at the time, believed to be mere paranoia.

"Hey!" He'd called suddenly. "Those construction vehicles are way too close! They'll hit the building!"

Some kids had scoffed. Yes, the gymnasium we were in was scheduled for demolition. But obviously not before the new one was opened, next week.

But the construction vehicle got louder and louder.

Ms. Shauna's POV

"Uh... . Should the wrecking ball be that close to the gym?" A student had asked me.

I turned to see the ball swing back. My heart stopped and then my legs just went. Without thinking at ran at the noisy vehicle.

"Stop!" The man at the machine couldn't hear me. "Stop, stop please! There are students in there!"

Some of the girls ran up alongside me yelling, stop as well.

Finally the man heard us. He pulled out an orange ear plug. "What?"

It'd been too late. The wrecking ball hit the building.

"There are students...in there." I'd said with every hint of sadness I felt.

Private's POV

Skipper had begun forcing everyone out the emergency exit. Exclaiming that we were under attack.

"Skippah is this some kind of drill?" I'd asked cautiously reaching for my towel.

"No we're under-!" He'd been cut off as he pulled me towards the door by my arm.

Suddenly the very room we had been standing in was in shambles. We got up from the ground slowly. I was frightened, but Skipper had been visibly shaking.

"What was that!" A boy exclaimed.

I'd looked to Skipper in panic. He was peering at the building. I followed his eyes and saw that a recking ball had just gone through the gym.

"I thought demolition was next week."

Skipper responded with a growl. "So did everyone else. I bet Blowhole did this."

Despite the situation I was able to roll my eyes and smirk. Skipper was a predictable one.

"Take cover!" Skipper yelled suddenly.

Kowalski gasped. "Females!" He yelled.

Throught the dust a few girls became visible. And so was Ms. Shauna! What was she doing here!

Then I gasped too. "What if Ms. Shauna saw me naked?"

"That's what we're taking cover for!" Skipper exclaimed.

This last bit is a legitimate flashback

Skipper's POV

I think I almost blacked out again. But the crisis has not been averted.

The girls health class is coming within spitting distance trying to figure out what happened. And every boy here is naked.

The casualties will be high.