Gym class was the one class that Aisha was actually looking forward to in school since she would be able to run and jump freely without desks, pencils or paperwork. Even back at the SWA she was more interesed in training and shooting than sitting in the lecture room. Sure, she learned and kept everything that she was taught and even tried to look like she was interested in class but she had a suspicion that Lorenzo knew that she often daydreamed while still trying to look attentive. He never called her out on it yeet though, much to her relief. The last thing that she needed was getting in trouble with the higher-ups. Kenichi would really get tough on her if he knew that she wasn't giving 100% in class. She shivered at the thought of that as she walked into the changing room.

The changing room looked pretty similar to the one they had over at the SWA. there were a few rows of lockers for the kids to put their uniforms in while they had Gym and benches in between the rows so that they could sit down while putting on their shoes and socks. In the back of the changing room were rows of showers for them to wash off after a good session of running around. Looking at her gym bag, this was probably the happiest she's felt all day since she was finally able to get her dress shoes and tight uniform off and exchange it for her t-shirt, shorts and most important of all: her sneakers. Changing clothes didn't take long at all and she was careful when taking off her uniform since she didn't want to tear anything at all since it was going to be her bottom if she ripped it. Putting the uniform into the locker, she looked herself over for a second before following the other kids out to the main gym.

The gym was everything she had expected it to be and more! The area was huge and open with two basketball hoops on each end of the main court while the oval markings around it suggested that the running portion of the class was spent running around the track. Against the walls on the east and west sides were bleachers for assemblies and in the corner she could see a smaller room that she assumed was the equipment room. The door was closed so she could only wonder what was inside of it. Weights, medicine balls and all sorts of training equipment ran through her mind while she walked around. The teacher didn't seem to be here yet, or maybe he was still changing, either way he wasn't here and the kids were all running around so she thought some running would be fun. Walking to the marked track she stretched her leg a little bit before starting a slow run. About halfway around the oval, the teacher came out of the equipment room with a bunch of rubber balls in a cart and called everyone to the center of the gym.

Trencino looked at all of the children once they were gathered and said. "Okay everyone, the game we're going to be playing now is dodgeball." This resulted in cheers from the boys, with Aisha added into their cheers, and groans from the girls. He had expected that kind of reaction but the game was on the schedule so they had to play it.

Continuing, he said. "You will be split into two teams and each team will form on their side of the basketball court. Five balls will be placed on the border in the middle and when I blow the whistle, you will run to get the balls from the center but you can't throw them until you've taken at least five steps back. We don't want any injuries after all and we want this to be fun. Now, the rules of the game are: No aiming for the face, if you throw the ball and the other team catches it before it hits the floor, you're out. If the ball hits someone, goes into the air, and is caught by a teammate then that person is saved and you are out."

He paused for a moment to think and then said. "The balls can only be thrown, that means no kicking them. If I catch you kicking the ball I'll take you out of the game." Aisha giggled at that one. It seemed in the past a lot of kids tried kicking the ball in the game. She was sure that she could play this game well. It was all about making sure you know where to throw and how to dodge. This was going to be a piece of cake! She just hoped that she would get put on a good team.

Trencino looked to the kids and said. "Okay, I'm going to sort you into teams now so get in a line in front of me, side by side and I'll give you your team number ones are on the left and two's are on the right." Once the boys and girls had done so, he walked to the first child and counted her as one, the next was two and then one again. This pattern followed all the way to the end and once he had them all sorted, he said. "Go to your side please and we can start."

Aisha was a one so she went to the left side and appraised her team. Four boys and four girls including her with the other team having five boys and three girls. She also noted that Annette was on the other team as well. They seemed to be thinking the same thing since they made eye contact before smiling at each other with confidence. It was obvious the two of them would be going at it in this game.

The teacher looked to see that everyone was in their respective places before placing five of the rubber balls in a row between the two groups of kids before standing to the side. Bringing the whistle to his mouth, he blew out and signaled the start of the game. The kids rushed for the balls in hopes of getting to them first but Aisha took her time. Even if the enemy got the balls first they still had to take the five steps back before being able to throw them and that gave her plenty of time to get ready for evasive moves. It turned out that three of the balls were brought into her teams possession and when both teams took the required steps back, the balls started flying like a ship-to-ship battle back in the old days of pirates.

These cannonballs however, were made out of rubber and could easily be caught in her hands. None of them came after her though. Instead, the two being sent her teams way hit one of the boys on the shin and one of the girls on the back since she saw the ball coming and turned around. Lucky for her though, the ball was sent up into the air and she saw the opportunity to catch it and took it. Running past her other teamates, she caught the ball just before it touched the ground and the teacher declared the boy who threw it out. Grinning, the ball was now in her possession and much to her happiness, Annette also had a ball in her hand and once more they were looking right at each other. Their confident grins returned before they both threw the balls at each other and each hoped that they would hit the other.

Aisha had taken the safer route and threw low and at her feet while Annette threw at her midsection, a fatal mistake. Her ball connected with Annette's ankles while the ball she threw hit her right in her gut but thanks to her training and enhancements she was able to catch it without problem and even managed to grin as she thought she got Annette out twice over. That was a satisfying feeling. Annette couldn't believe that she had lost against her rival and then said. "You just got lucky Aisha! Next time we meet in battle you're definitely going down!" This caused Aisha to giggle a little bit since she hadn't been the only one to think of this as a battle.

The game went on and on until finally Aisha's team was declared the victor but her win wasn't without casualties. She had lost two boys and one girl on her team and to her that was too many losses. Of course this was only a game and she was with normal untrained kids but it was a force of habit. Once the game was called the teacher told them all to head to their respective changing rooms and get ready for their next class. Since they had worked up a sweat during the game they had to take quick showers before changing back into their uniforms. She took hers quickly before going to her locker and getting dressed into a fresh pair of panties and putting on her uniform once more. She didn't want to wear it again but there was still two more classes to go through and that was Social Studies and Science. She didn't know what to expect but she hoped it would be interesting. Shrugging her shoulders a little bit, she grabbed her bag and left for the classroom.