I just had to put Matt in short shorts XD I couldn't help myself!

After about five minutes of wandering, trying to find the gym I ran into Mello. Oh God, this is what I wanted, but why am I so nervous? "Matt? Gyms the other way." He laughed, did he forget?

"Oh," I looked, and began walking with him. "Umm, Mello, about what happened just before last class, umm, I don't want you to think you did anything wrong, because it was me being nervous and self-conscious. Soo-" I trailed off.

"It's okay." He smiled understandingly. "I get it, aha, but if we don't hurry we'll be late. Oh, and I forgot to tell you that gym clothes are required."

"Ohh, should I go get some?" I pointed to the direction of our room.

"No, it's okay. I packed you some. Here." He handed me a bag that I didn't notice until now. "I just grabbed whatever." He smirked as we turned into the gym. He smirked. Why did he smirk?

Well, I soon found out the horrible reason behind Mello's trademark evil smirk. When I got into the change room Mello lead me to a bench where we leave our stuff. He started getting undressed, and, well, it took some self-discipline not to look at his muscular tanned chest. I opened to the bag to reveal; a light pink tank top, and black 'booty shorts'. OH GOD MELLO, WHY! I looked at him, shocked that he would do this. "What? Mello! Why did you pack these!" I asked, not so calmly.

Mello just finished lowering his shirt. "Oh, sorry. I just grabbed whatever." He laughed, then turned to take off his pants.

"But, but, but… MELLO!" I whined. "You couldn't have grabbed me something, not so girly?" I complained.

"Aha, well, if it counts for anything I think you'll look cute." Mello snickered at my obviously scarlet face.

"But…" I dropped my head, I lost, and now I have to humiliate myself. Dammit Mello.

"If I were you I'd hurry, Mr. VanDylk hates lates." Mello said blunt.y, as if I would have no reason to even want to be late.

I sighed, and took off my shirt. This was going to be a long class. I slipped on the Tank top, and then looked at my pants. I was wearing jeans, these couldn't even pass for gym clothes. I took off my pants, with shaking hands. I could almost swear I saw Mello look at me briefly out of the corner of his eye, and blush. I put on the black, spandex, booty shorts, and went the mirror to see just how gay I looked. "Why do you even have these?" I said coldly, and raised an eyebrow to Mello, who was folding his clothes neatly.

"Aha, I don't know." He said shyly. This is interesting, but I'll have to ask later. I

examined my looks, the shorts completely showed off my skinny, pale legs. I feel like such a dork! "Nice legs." He winked. "Come on, Princess, let's get going." He motioned to the door. I sighed and followed him.

When I got outside the change room, I felt everyone's judging glares burning holes in me. A group of blonde girls pointed at me and laughed, I want to kill Mello right now. An older black haired man wearing a matching blue track suit, and baseball cap approached me. "Matt right?" I felt like he was yelling at me. "My name is Mr. VanDylk, I am your gym teacher, I expect you to try your hardest at everything you do in my class. Good luck." Then I saw him look over what I was wearing, and raise a black bushy brow. Was that my introduction to the class? "Okay everyone! Listen up! Ten Laps! Right Now! Go! Go! Go!" HE yelled, and blew his whistle.

I took a hint, and began running with the class. The ten laps were a breeze, I'm not even tired, I proudly finished, and went to the center with everyone to stretch. I stood by Mello, who was standing with a group of boys.

"Why are you dressed like a common hooker?" A burnette questioned bluntly.

My face went red. "Umm, well. I didn't know I had to pack gym clothes, and Mello offered, and… This was the result." He glared at his blonde boyfriend, who was trying to hold back a laugh.

A thin boy with black hair looked at Mello and grinned. "Aha, leave it to Mello eh? The academy's troll." He patted him on the back playfully.

"Fifty push-ups!" A musky voice yelled at everyone, minutes later, just as I was about finished "Fifty sit ups!" Ugh, I was getting tired now. "A hundred jumping jacks!" Hurry! Hurry! ONE! TWO! THREE!" HE counted loudly. "Everyone ten suicides! Start at that wall! Touch every single line, then run back to that wall! GO!" JESUS! THIS GYM HAS HUNDREDS OF LINES! Ten minutes later, when everyone finished, I felt like I was going to die. "Pick a line! Sixty bell hops!" THIS MAN SHOULDN'T BE ALLOWED AROUND CHILDREN! Only half the class was done! "Okay good warm up guys!" WARM UP! "Now everyone go grab a medicine ball! You have ten seconds! Go!" Everyone sprinted to the equipment room, except for me who could barely walk. When I got my extremely heavy ball, and returned to the Slave drivers area, he told us to do three laps of lunges, while holding the ball above our heads. I finished this in fifteen minutes, I was the last person. Even the blonde, giggly, girls beat me! Mello, however, was the first one done. He didn't even look like he was sweating! Ugh, I am going to die here, in this class.

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