Sorry I haven't updated in so long, I've been on vacation to the beach. I didn't have internet plus I was too lazy to write chapters ahead of time while I was on vacation, My mom and grandma and a bunch of my other family were there too, and boy would my mother kill me if she knew exactly what I was planning on writing. I'm almost 19 but she still freaks out about me and all the weird things I do.
So here's a chapter about gym...
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"Alright come on we have to get going." Sarah said gathering her things and walking out of the child care. Steve hurried to pick his bag up and follow her. He didn't want to loose her, he had no idea where he was going and wasn't too keen on asking for directions.
Steve stepped outside the door and expected to see her waiting on him. Sarah however, was already speeding down the hallway and Steve raced to keep up with her. "Where are we going?" Steve asked wondering why they were going down the halls falls so fast. "Gym, come on try to keep up." Sarah said sprinting up a flight of stairs. "Why are we going so fast? This is just my first day but I was clued in on the fact that we have five minutes between classes." Steve said almost falling up the steps. Sarah stopped and waited for him at the top. She tapped her foot. She didn't like to be late, the earlier she could be the better. She hoped he wouldn't slow her down. "We have to make it up to the east side of the third floor." Sarah said taking off again. "Oh." Steve replied catching up to her. They raced down the hall and up another flight of stairs. Halfway up the flight Steve ran into Tony. Literally ran into him. Sarah seeing that Toy was there continued he hurried race to the gym.
"Whoa there Flash, what's the hurry?" Tony asked grabbing Steves arm to keep him from falling. "Just trying to keep up with Sarah." Steve said continued up the stairs at a now much slower pace. "Well then, just stick with me kid, we wouldn't want you dieing on your first day here." Tony said laughing.
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When Steve and Tony arrived at the gym most of the rest of the group was waiting. All that was left were Clint and Natasha. "First floor?" Thor asked Sarah. "Yeah we had to come from the childcare." She replied. "Long walk huh?" Thor asked. "Yeah If I had known the layout, I probably would have chosen another class for first." Steve said. The bell rang and the last of the straggles came in. Natasha stormed in visibly upset. She was fuming, the group knew something horrible had happened.
"Calm down babe!" Clint yelled coming in behind her. Natasha strided to the center of the room, a few inches away from the rest of the group. "Calm down?" Natasha asked spinning around to face Clint. "Calm down? What am I to you? Just another toy? Something that you can just throw away with once your done?" She asked. "Come on it's not like that. I"ve never even seen that girl before. I promise babe, she's crazy." Clint said brushing what Natasha said off. "Oh and I'm sure you've never met Tammy Brown or Cassandra Miller either huh?." Natasha asked.
The whole gym stared at the couple. Things like this didn't happen everyday here, and especially not on the first day of school.
Clint was the best soccer player on the soccer team and had been since joining his freshman year. Next to football soccer was the most important sport at the school. The whole school always turned out to games.
It was a well known act that Clint could have most any girl in the school he wanted. No one said no to Clint, what he wanted he got. The star player had to be kept happy so he played well. Until recently he had been extremely happy with Natasha. They started dating when they were freshmen, when he was a nobody. When he discovered his skill for soccer and soon became to teams star he had stuck with Natasha.
It wasn't until recently that he had tried dating other girls. Natasha was great, she was good looking, athletic, serious about most everything, and loved her martial arts almost as much as he loved soccer. But she did have her flaws. She could be distant and closed most people off. Her nickname for most of the people at the school was the Black Widow. Beautiful but lethal, she was someone you did not mess with. Clint however wanted something different someone more girly, someone whoso whole world revolved around him.
"How did you know about that?" Clint asked. Natasha wasn't supposed to know. She wasn't supposed to know about any of the girls he had been seeing lately. That was the agreement, Clint took them out, they had a good time and they kept their mouths shut.
"Lani Moore, you know the girl you've never seen before. She apparently can't just keep more than her legs closed." Natasha said coldly.
"I told you I've never seen her. She's just jealous of you, they all are. You're the only one I love." Clint said. That was true, Natasha was the only one he loved. He felt nothing for those other girls.
He desperately needed this to go away. Soccer try outs were tomorrow and he needed to be picked as captain of the team. There was no way he could get into college with the grades he had. He needed all the scholarship help he could get. If he could get a full ride from being spotted by a talent scout that would be amazing. And to become captain of the team he had to be on his A game. And to play his best he had to have a clear mind, he had to think about nothing but soccer and he couldn't do that with all this going on.
Natasha didn't believe him but she dropped it. Clint was good to her, most guys were scared to death of her. She had kicked some serious butt and got into a lot of fights her freshman year before she had gotten together with Clint. To her Clint and herself together just made sense. He was the only guy she'd ever really been serious about, she dated a few other people in middle school, but when she and Clint stared dating freshman year, she unlike Clint had been faithful and not dated anyone else.
"Alright ladies and germs, as you're aware senior year has a mandatory physical education credit." James Howlett the boys gym coach said coming out of his office. Mr. Howlett was known as the school hard ass. If there were ever major disciplinary problems instead of Mr.. Fury dealing with it students were sent to Mr.. Howlett. Mr.. Howlett was also the boys sports coach for all sports ranging from lacrosse, soccer, basketball, football, to track, swim team, baseball, tennis, and golf. The S.H.I.E.L.D Wolverines weren't the best teams in the state for nothing.
"We don't really care what you do, anyone participating in a sport will most likely be required to be in the weight room or do physical training, but the rest of you uncoordinated sissies can do whatever you want, just stay in the gym and out of the way." Mr.. Howlett explained before retreating to the upper level of the gym, where the weight room was.
"Alright however gruff seems he's right. All sports players need to pick between PT and weights." James Rhodes the female gym coach and sports coach said coming out of the weight room. Mr.. Rhodes was considered easier than Mr.. Howlett. He didn't push his female teams as hard as Mr.. Howlett did. His teams were still some of the best in the state though. The only thing he couldn't take credit for was the cheerleading team and the drill team which were coached by Nina Grimm the psychologist and one of the counselors.
"I guess that means I'll see you guys later." Thor said heading off to the weight room. Clint followed not even glancing at Natasha.
"Don't you play?" Steve asked Tony. "Nope, not my thing." Tony replied leading the rest of the group over to the bleachers. "Oh, I just figured you as that sort of type." Steve said.
"And what about you with all you're running up three flights of stairs and hallways, don't you run track or something?" Tony asked Sarah. "Me? Sports? I don't have a athletic bone in my body. Theatres my thing." Sarah said shrugging.
"Oh really, I'm signed up for that during fifth period. It's just my first class though." Tony said swinging his feet. "Yeah, it'll be my 7th semester, you could say I'm really into it." Sarah explained. "Seven, how'd you manage that you're only supposed to have one a year?" Tony asked. "I'm in it next semester too so I'll tap out at 8. The school board doesn't really care, they don't pay much attention to what the theatre department does. We could seriously do Rent, or something like that and they wouldn't even bat an eyelash. And our department can use all the help we can get too, we get literally no funding, and no one ever seems to be serious about the class. It's basically a goof off class. The only reason the majority of people in the class take it is because they need their arts credit and they don't want to take band, art, or JROTC, or seniors who need a extra credit" Sarah said. Tony could see how much she cared about the Theatre program.
"So what about you?" Steve asked Natasha. "What?" She asked turning her attention to him. Natasha hadn't been paying much attention to the on going conversation.
"Do you play sports?" Steve asked again. "Oh no. Well not for school teams. You could say that I'm not much of a team player." Natasha answered. "I do however practice martial arts." She said. "Oh cool. You must be great at it." Steve said trying to make the visibly upset Natasha feel better. "Yeah." She said
"Do you know when lacrosse try-outs are Tony?" Steve asked Tony. "Um, I think this Friday. You'd have to check with one of the coaches though. You play?" Tony asked. "Yeah I kinda do. And now that I'm staying in one spot I can actually join a team." Steve replied.
The conversation for most of the remaining period turned to who liked what sports and how the school teams were doing.
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I won't often write a chapter about gym time. As you can see I really don't know what to write. If something important is going on I might throw in a little bit of what happens during gym, but don't expect a whole chapter about it.