(WARNING: Fourth-wall breakage approaching. The fourth wall breakage will be bold for your curiosity.)  

I'm not gonna lie, I am SO BORED right now. There is nothing to d in this stupid class! All you do in English is read and answer questions! Who needs to answer reading questions in their job? Not me. That's an easy answer. I'm gonna be a... maybe a... okay  I don't know yet, but I do know it's gonna be amazing!

So yeah, sitting in English waiting for that dang bell to ring, sending me to my first boo class of the day, physical education. I know, I said I hated those subjects, but part of me was actually excited to go to PE. I hopped we be able to play Basketball instead of something boring, like volleyball.

That's when the bell rang, making me jump out of my seat like a bed spring, bouncing me to the door. I ran, (speedwalked, because running in halls is not allowed) to the gym. Wow it was big. The roof was completely flat, it was also a pretty tall building.

"Woah..." I said quietly to myself. As you can tell, I haven't seen the gym - well, not the new one. Our school had some renovations over the summer. The old gym was tiny, and believe me when I say it was small, our class last year could barely hold a game of soccer in that place.

I took a deep breath and walked inside. I was early, I knew this without even looking at the clock. Man I hate being early. I was like the only one there other than my teacher, (who I didn't even know his name yet.)

"H-Hi." I said to the teacher, trying not to meet his eye, "Am I too early?"

He checked his watch and shook his head, "Not at all, your just first." Did I mention I have being first? "Just go into the girls locker room and changed." He said, before walking into the boys locker room.

I knew I had my gym uniform, so that was okay, but I had no idea where the locker room was. Would it really be worth it to stick my head into the boys locker room to ask? No, no, no, no, no. I am an independent young lady, I think I have the ability to find a freaking locker room!

I took my uniform out of my backpack and walked around the gym. My first thought was that the girls' locker room was probably beside the boys', but I was wrong. So maybe it's across from the boys', and on the other end of the gym. I started toward where I thought the locker room would be. Nope. Who made this gym anyway.

I saw another girl stroll through the doors, looking a little nervous, but she looked taller and older than me, so I decided to ask.

"Do you know where the locker room is?" I asked.

She looked at me and her eyes widened a little, but I guessed some people just do that when they're paying attention. Then, I saw her eyes move around the gym before she pointed to the far right corner, "I think that's it."

Wow, whoever made this school must've wanted the girls to have trouble finding their locker rooms. It's on the other side of the gym on the right, while the boys' is on the left in the front. Wow, great building.

After I got into the locker room, I took a piece of paper out of my backpack with my locker number and combination, locker number 288. Okay, now how do I find my locker? Is this whole gym just a scavenger hunt?

Eventually, after searching everywhere in the gym, even the showers, I found my locker - number 288. It was empty, as I could tell, but it was also open. The lock on the handle made it incapable to close completely, meaning, if I wanted to keep stuff safe, I would have to unlock it first. That's good, actually, my stuff will be good protected.

I unlocked my locker, with a combination I'm not even telling fictional readers, and stuffed my phone and smartwatch in it. I started to change.

When I was done, I walked out of the locker room, just to see a bunch of boys doing jumping jacks, already changed. Like, how do boys change that fast? Honestly, I don't want to know.

I walked over to a piece of paper on the wall - where everyone was crowded - and looked at it. According to my AMAZING inference skills - I have no idea what do to. So I asked the same black-haired, older girl I asked before, "What does this paper even mean?", I asked. She shrugged ans then said, "I think they're like fitness stations."

OOH, okay. That made more sense. I was in green fitness station, (wow, colors? Who even uses color groups anymore?) I walked over to the other people who were in green. I only knew one, Kip, because he went to my elementary school, but heck that was a long time ago. 

I looked at the piece of paper that was on the floor - LITTER ALERT - and it said to do jumping jacks until Mr. Boye blew the whistle. Okay, that answers my question about the teacher's name. Mr. Boye? Oh my god, it would've been so funny if Mr. Boye was a Ms.!

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This is why we call PE one of the boo subjects. I didn't do anything except jumping jacks and then a game of tag. I really don't remember middle school PE being like elementary. I remember fitness tests and mat tag and dodgeball, but regular tag is for babies, right?

Well, standing in line for health now, another boo subject, as well as another class I am early too.

Suddenly, from behind me I hear someone say, "I really need to go to the bathroom." Talk about random statements. I turn around to see the the one talking to me was the girl who helped my in gym. She's in my health class, too? I can't come to a conclusion - is this lucky or not?

"There's a bathroom right there," I said, indicating the bathroom that's only like ten paces from us.

"I might be late, though." The girl replied.

I shook my head, "We're early right now, besides, how long is it really gonna take you to go and do your business?"

I heard her giggle a little, nervously, before leaving the line and going to the bathroom. I couldn't help but feel that I have recognized that giggle before, but she didn't giggle at me in PE, so where could it be from? A question for another day, cause heck, I don't even know her name.

At least I don't think I do.