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Post by june on Mar 12, 2007 17:53:47 GMT -8
Walking into the gym, a dull look masked upon her face, and the traditional P.E. gym clothes of the school plastered on her skin, she was checking her new schedule change to make sure that it was correct. It seemed so, it was annoying how she had to switch classes, but it happened when new teachers came to teach. This school was still new to an extent still, and thus did need teachers every once and awhile. Letting her pinkish red eyes soak around her surroundings, she deducted that the short lady was the overly large breasts was most likely the one who would be the coach. It was only an assumption, and probably a false one. Worth checking on though.
Both of her feet dragged along the gym floor, not a care being shown for being here. It wasn't really shown that she didn't want to be there either, it was more of her just having no preference. It passed the time, what more was there to say? When she got over to the location, she would stand slightly off from the coach, mainly because she would wait for some other person let her deduct on rather she was right or wrong. There was no point in starting conversation, and wasting needless words, when one could easily figure out if they were wrong or not. By the looks of it though, she seemed to be the first student there. Talk about weird, and here she was thinking she was late.
There was only two things she could conclude from this: Either she was at the wrong area, or her being late is actually early which would be quite ironic. Both of them were possible, she still wasn't going to ask to find out though. Time would only tell rather she was where she needed to be, and there for, the albino stood silently minding her own business for the current moment.
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Post by Thomas Cooper on Mar 12, 2007 19:06:19 GMT -8
Rick was in panic mode as he ran into the boys side of the gym lockers, P.E. clothes in hand. He didn't need extra shoes, the pair he wears all the time is fine for the class. The locker room was devoid of other students, which put Rick into a mood of despair. Everyone in the class was sure to notice that Rick was late to class. Rick stopped at the first open locker, threw all of his belongings into it, stripped down to his undergarments, put on his P.E. clothes, and locked the locker with a key lock- all completed in under one minute.
And with untied shoes on his feet, Rick made a full sprint toward the gym door. The plan: show the teacher that Rick put effort into trying to get to class on time and not being any more late than he could control. An explanation of Rick's situation at 259 was in reserve- Rick wasn't going to use his new student status as an excuse until he had to. Rick slowed down as much as he could as he neared the doors so he didn't explode into the gym, but it wasn't nearly enough to produce a change. Rick hit the door hard enough to bang against the wall.
Rick didn't notice the lack of students in the gym. His whole person was focused on stopping himself before he hit a wall. Rick stopped himself before he hit a wall, but not how he had planned. As Rick was trying to slow himself, a shoelace from his left shoe was caught under the toe of his right shoe, causing Rick to fall forward. The look on Rick's face was priceless. Half surprise, half anguish, all awkward. Rick turned his body to the right to avoid hitting his forehead on the ground. Rick slid a couple of feet after hitting the ground and stopped right in front of two people. Rick then pushed himself up on his butt and began to tie his shoes. What a nice way to begin gym! As Rick was tying his shoes, he asked the two people he stopped in front of, still not looking up.
"Does anyone know where the gym teacher is? I didn't notice a teacher on the way in."
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Post by Keith on Mar 12, 2007 23:51:05 GMT -8
I wonder if we get to play dodge ball today...
Keith was in the mood to start pegging people in the gymnasium with dodgeballs today. He had on his gym short and an untucked gym shirt. Since his hair was long, Keith had his hair tied back into a bun with two chopsticks holding them in place. Almost being done with school, Keith wanted to do some fun stuff. He had home economics with Hiroko which happened to be his favorite class. Plus he had the computer class.
So now, Keith was in the PE class. Oh what fun this course is going to be. Upon entering the gym class, Keith had sensed no sign of the teacher. Perhaps he came in early or something.
"Does anyone know where the gym teacher is? I didn't notice a teacher on the way in."
Keith turned to one of the students tying his shoes. Seemed that he didn't know where the gym teacher was.
"No teacher here, yet?"
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Post by Keith on Mar 13, 2007 12:11:51 GMT -8
"Oki Nanda welcomes all her Ducklings to her class. However, considering not everyone is here, why don't we begin!"
Keith then turned to what seemed to be the teacher. She was relative young from what Keith could see. And did she mention ducklings?
She just call us ducklings?
"All the Ducklings must walk outside for today's festivities. The requirment is in the form of plyometrics! Which is also known as 'Walking Lunges' or 'Duck Walking'."
Oh God... Not the duck walk...
Keith didn't like the duck walk that much mainly because it puts a lot of strain on the legs. Yeah, doing duck walks can hurt like helll. But hey, Keith had no choice in the matter.
He then witnessed the demonstration given out by the gym teacher.
"Now! Time to Waddle! Roll will be taken shortly after all are present."
Giving out a sigh, Keith crouched down on his knees and started to do the duck walk.
Man this sucks...
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Post by Mercado on Mar 13, 2007 15:08:52 GMT -8
Yzal slowly walked into the gym, not really caring that he was late. It was gym, not a class that would decide his overall future. He was dressed in his usual attire. A baggy pair of jeans that was held up only by the belt around his waist, a shirt that was several sizes to big, and a size 11 1/2 pair of black sneakers. His shoes squeaked loudly in the practically empty gym, save for its four occupants.
Yzal yawned loudly as he slowly continued his walk. "Sorry I'm late." The boy said disinterested in the people. "So who is supposed to be the guy that entertains this period of my day now?" By guy, Yzal was referring to the period's teacher. Yzal wasn't trying to be disrespectful toward anyone in particular, it was just he didn't care for the class no more than the next guy. It just didn't interest him.
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Post by june on Mar 13, 2007 15:24:17 GMT -8
Great. June's. Coach. Was. Weird. With that out of the way, June couldn't help except stare at her with utter confusion at the way she was talking. Nanda was the name that was on her schedule, but why was she saying it like it wasn't her? Perhaps she was just a subordinate, a student teacher from college who was only here to get credits or something like that. Yes! That had to be answer, June couldn't think of any other logical explanation besides that. As for what she was telling them to do, June refused to even make a fool of herself, not right now. She wanted solid evidence that this person was the coach, even if it was, 'Yes, I am your coach.'
It seemed that one brave soul actually dared to do what she asked though, and another brave soul just sort of there, the third brave soul just happened to be late. Well, June felt confident, she was the only female student of the crew, but if they even thought about getting near to her, they could expect to get acquainted with the back of her hand soon.
So, June just stood there staring like she was earlier, it seemed like the best thing to do... for now.
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Post by Keith on Mar 13, 2007 15:54:09 GMT -8
"Wonderful job! Do not worry! The others will join in the Duck Walking soon!"
Sweet, more people to share my misery...
In all means, the duck walk pretty much sucked. Keith could feel his leg muscles getting strained already. Yet, he was one of the few students doing this duck walk. At the same time, Keith was observing Coach Nanda as she was confronting a female student that didn't feel like participating.
However, Keith decided to stay out of it. Hopefully the argument would end soon. Because if that argument was long, Keith had the feeling he'd be doing this duck walk for a good while.
How long are we supposed to do this for?
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Post by Mercado on Mar 13, 2007 16:13:04 GMT -8
Yzal raised a eyebrow at the rather demanding woman. He felt he needed to set a few things straight with her before they would get better acquainted with one another. He noticed the jingling noise her...uh...paddle made, and quickly noted to stay out of range from her. He didn't feel like getting disciplined today. He just wasn't in the mood.
"Listen, first off yea, i have a reason for my attire....i like it. Secondly, did i ask for your opinion about my clothes? No....no i didn't. And finally, there is no way I'm running four miles. Kay?"
Yzal hated teachers who would stress over the small stuff. He at LEAST gave them the courtesy of showing up. They could at least try and do the same to him, in terms of giving him just a little respect that is.
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Post by june on Mar 13, 2007 16:44:26 GMT -8
Did June actually do anything? No, no she didn't. Since this person was so concerned about the other student, it seemed she would be off the hook too because it wouldn't be much longer before she told them to stop. That's fine, she didn't want to make a fool of herself anyways, and now she had just gotten out of it. She looked dully at the guy who was defying her, she didn't know who he was, but he was now June's savior. Sure, they had to run four miles, but June would just walk, this was P.E. after all, not a sport or anything. There for, she didn't really have to try and run four miles, her excuse, the inability to do so.
She wiped her white bangs out from her face, luckily she had put sun tan lotion on like always before a gym class. This made it where she wouldn't worry about those nasty burns when she would go outside into the horrible sun that would burn away at her skin. Anyways, she would wait for someone else to go outside first, she was a follower, not a leader. It was weird though, since she just sort of stood in the same position she has been in since she first got there without talking. It was something that commonly happened in June's life though, she didn't voice out her thoughts that often.
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Post by Keith on Mar 13, 2007 16:49:04 GMT -8
"Oki Nanda does not appreciate such unkind tones from her Ducklings. Especially those who seem intelligent enough to stay out of striking range. Therefore- today Oki Nanda must simply say: detention and essay on a contrasting of respect against ego will be due. After all, what is the point of showing up to a place of work without intention of working? However, Oki Nanda believes this protest was caused by the thought of loniliness. How very wrong those thoughts are!"
Keith was within hearing distance of the gym coach, Oki Nanda. Only one word popped into his mind.
Ooook...
That was pretty weird and creepy referring to yourself as third person. For some reason, PE didn't sound as much fun anymore. He was getting slightly concerned. That was just great, a coach that refers to herself in third person.
"All may stop! Oki Nanda hopes the muscles of her students are stretched appropriatly for we shall all be making the attempt of four miles in a half hour before the planned festivities Oki Nanda had planned! We all have our dear lonely late comer to thank for this opportunity!"
Keith didn't give his hopes up. He stopped with the duck walk and now they would have a damn four mile run. However, it was all thanks to a late comer. Which late comer?
"Um, which late comer?" Keith calmly asked.
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Post by Thomas Cooper on Mar 13, 2007 17:28:35 GMT -8
"Questioning the authority of Oki Nanda, whom is indeed this woman standing before June Summers. Yes, Oki Nanda knows June's name, Oki Nanda does indeed read her student roll- lucky for her, June is the only other female in Oki Nanda's class. Now kindly get moving before Oki Nanda is required to use force."[/color]
Rick listened to Ms. Oki Nanda, the gym instructor, as she dealt with one of the students as he tied up his left shoe, the right shoe tied when Ms. Nanda gave her directions to the class, or rather what piece of the class that was present. Rick was doing his lunges seconds later, however painful they may be. There was something about the gym instructor that told Rick not to mess with her. A gut feeling, if you will. Not to long after Rick started his lunges he heard Ms. Nanda's voice yet again. Rick had a feeling what she had to say wasn't going to be very positive. Another gut feeling.
"All may stop! Oki Nanda hopes the muscles of her students are stretched appropriatly for we shall all be making the attempt of four miles in a half hour before the planned festivities Oki Nanda had planned! We all have our dear lonely late comer to thank for this opportunity!"[/color]
Rick spoke to himself, not being too close to any of the other students in his class. At first he spoke in despair, then in confusion.
"Four miles in a half hour. Wait... What?"
Was the four miles in a half hour Rick's fault? So far as Rick knew he was the last student in the gym. Quickly looking around, Rick found he was wrong: There were two more bodies than when he entered. One was doing lunges, and seemed older than Rick. The other body was easy to pick out, because he was the only person in the gym who had on regular clothes. Rick couldn't figure out who Ms. Nanda was referring to still, mostly because he didn't pay too much attention to what happened. That was mostly because he was too far away to listen to the normal tone of voice. Rick stopped doing lunges and started to walk toward Ms. Nanda and the group of students to ask a question. He reconsidered, and stopped far enough away to listen to the conversation and not intrude. Rick figured he'd rather observe and find his answer with that method. It was less risky.
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Post by Mercado on Mar 13, 2007 18:03:47 GMT -8
"Uh...huh.....Whatever." Yzal replied nonchalantly toward the woman. "A detention and a essay for being late huh? Ooooo Harsh...I better be on my best behavior, lest i get another detention, huh miss Nanda?"
Yzal didn't say more on the subject toward the short woman and instead walked back through the door he came in. Four miles in thirty minutes was nothing. For people for were slower and out of shape, walking it would take at least a hour. However for people like Yzal and Keith, that was no sweat, even at a slow jog.
Provoking the small woman any further probably wasn't the best idea however. Unlike Yzal, she had a weapon, and from the way she handled it, it didn't look like she was afraid to use it. Why did he have to get off to a bad start with everyone. Its not like he wanted a confrontation or a enemy in his P.E. class. Especially not with someone like the teacher of the class. That would usually make things very unpleasant for the reminder of the year.
Okay...he had to get back into the lady's good graces. That came first. He nearly forgot that he wasn't supposed to be starting trouble in #259....at least not this soon.
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Post by Keith on Mar 13, 2007 21:18:23 GMT -8
"A detention and a essay for being late huh? Ooooo Harsh...I better be on my best behavior, lest i get another detention, huh miss Nanda?"
Keith then turned towards the person talking back to Oki Nanda. It was the person he swiftly defeated in the cemetary that one night with only one counter-attack and submission. Yeah, he and Keith were pretty fast. But it didn't mean Keith liked to do constant running.
All Keith could do was shake his head. To not think of the four-mile job that they would have to do, Keith would just look at Oki Nanda and her hot body. Always think of a hot woman to take the mind off of things. But yeah, Keith could run the four miles in less than a sweat.
However, Keith wasn't going to talk back to the teacher without good reason. And besides, it was only gym class. Sheesh...
It's only gym class, sheesh...
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Post by june on Mar 14, 2007 12:02:05 GMT -8
That's too bad, seems June was going to have detention, but she could really care less about it. So she wasn't able to run four miles in the time limit, she wasn't built to be some sort of Super Woman type girl. There for, she would just have to get the detention, it wasn't anything that she really had to worry too much about. She made her way following everyone else, dragging her feet along dully, and not even bothering to show a sign of caring of what was going on. It really didn't matter to her, she would just do her thing, and if the coach didn't like it, not her problem at all. She would probably end up skipping detention too, and there for had no problem with even receiving one.
Hey, June didn't follow ridiculous instructions, if it was something she could actually understand, like running a mile in ten minutes, then yeah, she would do it, and if she didn't, she would expect a detention. She didn't even think she could keep running for two miles, and there for had no interest in even attempting it. It was her own little thought process which she followed for the most part, though she of course didn't follow it enthusiastically, that would be too troublesome.
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Post by Keith on Mar 14, 2007 12:57:25 GMT -8
"Simply say thank you, for everyone who eventered after Oki Nanda is indeed late,"
Right...
"though there has and will be only one paper handed out a day, all others recieve the option to do 300 push-ups in 5 minutes or 500 sit-ups in 7 minutes. In any account- all of Oki Nanda's Ducklings should be heading to the track,"
How very lovely...
Keith felt that he wasn't going to be able to walk right for awhile after this. This was definitely going to suck ass. 300 push-ups in 5 min or 500 sit-ups in 7 min. Of course Keith could do it, it doesn't mean he was going to do it for the hell of it on a daily basis.
"Come along Nanda Ducklings! Physical education is about build not only muscle but character, something with Oki Nanda intends to do with all of you!"
Ooooook...
Keith was getting a bit uncomfortable with the coach referring to herself in the third person. It was just plain creepy. He hadn't seen anything creepy at 552. Doing as he was told, Keith went and followed the coach outside.
"Oki Nanda is happy to see so many agree with the four mile backward run! Which entitles exactly what it says, we shall all be running four miles backwards as we run or jog. Unless there is a valid medical reason in which one cannot jog or run, which is at this moment broken legs, Oki Nanda does not want to see any walking, if she does- detention will be assigned!"
Oh goody...
Of course there would be other students laughing at them. And Keith would make damn sure to kick their asses after class. But back to the point, a four mile backwards run? He wasn't liking this one bit.
"And fear not Nanda Ducklings! Oki Nanda will be participating as well! Now are Oki Nanda's Ducklings ready? Then begin!"
I'm so gonna get smashed after school's out...
Keith sighed as he began the four mile backwards run.
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