Hello, friends! Es moi! Ok so here's Soda's second hour: gym! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Uggg...you know what? No. Not gonna do it. Soda wouldn't.

~Rosey

Second Hour: Gym

Soda smiled as he walked into the gym. Hey, this was a class he could do-and well. However, when he arrived, the coach told the boys to sit in the bleachers. Soda's heart sank. This couldn't be good.

"Men, due to the football game this Friday we are loaning the gym to the cheerleaders for practice," Coach Flamel announced.

"Yeah!" Two-Bit shouted from the back of the bleachers. Soda laughed as the other teen-age guys took up the shout and he joined in loudly. It took two minutes for the coach to shut them up.

"AND YOU ALL WILL BE DOING SIT-UPS IN THE CORNERS!" Coach Flamel shouted. "CURTIS! MATTHEWS! SOUTH WALL! GO!"

Soda and Two-Bit held back more laughter as they went over to the corner of the south wall. Two-Bit got on the ground and Soda held his feet, smiling wryly. "Let's see if you can get past ten this time, ok, buddy?"

"Aww shut up, man," Two-Bit chuckled.

Just then the cheer-leaders came in, giggling and chatting. The guys all whistled, recieving them a shout of anger from the coach. Soda only paid mild attention as Two-Bit struggled to do a sit-up, watching instead the cheer-leaders do flips and cheers. Less than one third of the girls paid attention to their routine, the others staring at the guys around them-mainly Soda himself who winked and waved to each girl in turn.

Suddenly, an oh-so-bright idea hit Sodapop like a ton of bricks. Smiling cynically, he yanked Two-Bit up out of a half-sit up and whispered his idea quickly to his friend. Two-Bit smiled, laughed, and nodded.

Making sure Coach Flamel wasn't looking, Soda and Two-Bit sneaked over to the basket of pom-poms against the wall. They then snuck up behind the cheer-leaders...

"READY?" Soda shouted, causing all cheering and sit ups to stop and all heads to turn to him.

"OK!" Two-Bit shouted back.

Then, in unison, they cheered: "WE LOVE CHEER YES WE DO! WE WANNA DATE EACH ONE OF YOU! YAY CHEER!" This was followed by pitiful flip and high-kick attempts, causing a mad fit of giggling and blushing and hard laughs from the guys.

The coach, on the other hand, didn't think it was so funny. "Just what do you think you're doing?" he shouted, yanking the pom-poms out of their hands.

"Supportin' the cheer squad," Soda beamed.

"You can 'support' them by running fifty laps around the gym."

"Uhh...I don't think I can count that high and I know he can't-"

"GO!"

Hehe that one was fun! Ok, so all I can say now is...

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~Rosey