A/N:I would appreciate it if you could review just so I could no people are reading thanks. Hopefully, this will be Multi-Chaptered ~gallifrenchfry
Summary- AU the 11th doctor (John Smith) is a junior in high school who doesn't like PhysEd for a reason. WARNING: Rated M for a reason contains references to rape
Chapter 1
John Smith grimaced as he looked upon his school schedule for the first quarter. Last period Physical Education. John had a rather feeble appearance, floppy hair, bow tie, Potter glasses, the whole nine yards! He couldn't climb a rope, do three sit-ups, or a hand stand. To make up for all his physical disadvantages he was clever. In fact he had the highest IQ of the school. No one seemed to notice though. So he did his algebra 3, creative writing, physics, chemistry, health, social studies, and then came PE which by the way he didn't pick. The class was recommended.
John had never met the PE teacher, but he'd heard he was pretty intimidating. When John entered the classroom, he realized they were the polar opposite. The Phys Ed teacher was as large as a heavy weight pro wrestler. While John was clearly shaking, the girls seemed to like him. After everyone took a seat Coach Lowe began to list off everything they'd be doing in his class, aka a bunch of stuff John was unable to do. The bell rang and students were dismissed until John was stopped by Coach Lowe. So back into hell he went.
"I noticed you weren't very interested in my lesson." Coach Lowe's voice echoed across the room. "Yeah, PE isn't really my thing." John uttered. "C'mon I'll give you some private lessons." the coach bellowed giving John a not so gentle pat on the back. Before John could object, he was in the coach's car.
The ride was awkward to say the least. Mostly, the coach criticizing everything about him. How wimpy he was, his glasses, what he wore, his hair. He must have said "You need a haircut!" four times! He wasn't actually creaming it just sounded like he was.
Finally, they arrived at an empty gym that looked like it hadn't been used in ages. Something John thought looked haunted, especially since it was getting dark now. There wasn't many people around, in fact there weren't any people.
John was sort of pushed into the gym. "You have a girlfriend Smith?" Coach Lowe asked. John thought "What do you think?" but in stead he replied "No sir."
It was pitch black now. The coach hadn't turned any lights on which was slightly suspicious. So they were just going to stand there. That was private lessons? At least this, he could do.
Suddenly, without warning, John was hit by what felt like iron but he wasn't sure. Before he knew it, John was out cold.
When he woke up he was in the same place, just a little dizzy , and rather disoriented. He frantically searched his face for his glasses which by the way weren't there. It wouldn't make a difference in the dark room. "Coach?" John called. No answer. Well that's just great.
Then all of the sudden, he was against the wall. The coach crashed into him with a passionate kiss.
John's arms failed in obvious disgust. There was no use though, you know with all of his disadvantages.
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