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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 17:49:10 GMT
Stormy stood in the middle of the gym in a pair of knee length yoga pants and a goldenrod colored tank that said "Get Some" across the front in black with a ferocious looking bear head on it. Her hair was gathered in to a poof of curls that should have been a ponytail on someone with normal hair. There were several cardboard boxes lined up in the middle of the gym behind her. As everyone came in she instructed them to have a seat on the bleachers, once everyone had sat down she spoke.
"Welcome to the Gym. My name is Stormy, please call me Stormy. Ms. Raines just makes me think of Africa. And you all are probably way too young to get that joke... Anyway. We've got a bunch of things planned for this year. This semester will be in here with various sports and activities. I am sorry to say that we do still have to do the Presidential assessments, I know, they suck but if we don't do them then the government growls at us and then I have to growl back. Next semester we will be in the classroom completing your Health and Human Studies requirement. But for right now, It's time to pass out your dress out uniforms. One at a time, come up and grab a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of track pants. They are all wrapped in plastic with tags on them, I promise no one else's sweat parts have been in them before. Please make them appropriate for your height and size. If the are too small I will make a scene and make you wear a larger size and if they are too big I will laugh at you when you trip yourself! If I don't have what you need let me know and I will have it ready for you by the next time I see you! After you have your dress out clothes, get into the locker room and get changed. If you are someone who doesn't wear sneakers every day, feel free to leave a pair in your locker in the locker room. Find your name on the sheet on the wall and you will get your locker number. The combination is on a piece of paper taped to the inside. Take the paper, don't lose it. Alright, get to it!"
Micah didn't hear half of what the spunky woman had said he was too busy watching her perfect ass bounching around. He mumbled quietly to Sean. "I would kiss the man that invented Yoga pants!"
Des walked up and dug through to find something that would fit his larger frame. He smiled at the small woman. "Mornin' Ma'am." Then he left in the direction of the boy's locker room to get changed
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 19:09:23 GMT
Sean smirked at him. "Same here. Bet you could bounce a quarter off that ass." He moved down the bleachers to find his size and then his locker. Braden rolled his eyes at the two idiots and walked down to grab his clothes and headed to the locker room.
Dash bounced down the bleachers but instead of waiting in line, he walked up to their instructor. "Good morning Stormy. I'm so happy to have finally made it into your class. I can't wait to see what you have planned for us." Kieran followed him down, confused at his excitement. Did he know the teacher already?
Noemi hopped down from the bleachers, noting that there were more boys than girls in the class. In fact, she was one of five. This was going to be interesting. Especially when she started teaching them about the birds and the bees.
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 19:26:34 GMT
The boys headed off to get changed and stormy just fist bumped Dash. "Hey there. I'm glad you did too. I was worried that your girl had knocked you silly one too many times and you'd be stuck in the eighth grade forever. You going out for football this year? Try outs are next week."
She'd known some of the kids since they were young from doing sports and such.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 20:02:14 GMT
"Nah. Alli may think she's tough but she's not the rough. You'll be seeing her fourth period. And hell yeah I'm trying out for football! I'm aiming to be quarterback." He wanted to run the team. He knew everything there was to know about football. And he really wanted to impress Alli and possibly Wren. "Well, probably should see if they left anything in my size and get changed up." He went over to the clothes and there was still more than enough for him and Kieran and they went to go change.
Noemi walked out of the girl's locker room first. "Um, Stormy? I noticed that there weren't very many girls in this class. I'm not trying to judge your ability to teach or imply that we need special things. I was just wondering how this was going to work."
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 21:32:04 GMT
The boys changed she came back out to have a seat on the bleachers.
Didn't looked at the girl completely confused. "I'm sorry I'm not sure I follow, if your aren't trying to claim that boys and girls require different things then what are you questioning?" Stormy didn't believe in the difference between girls things and boys things. They were all capable of the same things.
"After you're changed, start laps, get warmed up."
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 21:40:56 GMT
Noemi couldn't help it, she looked at the teacher like she was stupid. "Nevermind." She took off to jog her laps.
Dash and Kieran followed suit when they exited the locker room. Dash was in tiptop shape for his age due to him playing sports pretty much all his life but he noticed Kieran was lagging behind. Instead of leaving him alone back there, he lagged back a bit and started encouraging him, inspiring him to look forward not down, to control his breathing, in through the nose, out through the mouth.
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 21:47:28 GMT
Des came out and feel into step with the herd. He didn't he'd to go all out, he had nothing to prove. And not on the first day.
Micah came out with Sean fell in behind the girls. "Morning ladies, I'm Micah, pleasure to meet you. This is my friend Sean. He was just commenting on how beautiful you all are." He flashed them a winning smile. He could run all day without getting tired. Bless his unnatural stamina.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 21:52:45 GMT
Four of the girls giggled and blushed. All except Noemi who have him a dirty look. "Why don't you save your breath for the laps instead of making stupid comments." She rolled her eyes and faced front once again.
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 22:08:43 GMT
There's always one. "My deepest apologies, I didn't mean to offend. And for the record, I can run all day and still compliment pretty girls." He stepped up the pace and ran a bit faster just to stay ahead of the pack of girls.
Des just shook his head. "Cocky bastard."
Stormy jogged along with the group " Four more laps. Then we'll split into teams, we're about to get old school."
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 22:17:08 GMT
Braden spoke up when he heard Des. "Yeah, I hope I'm on the opposite team as he is so I can stomp him into the ground." He was still pissed about first period.
Kieran slowed to a power walk. Dash didn't know whether to slow down or keep going. He decided to be nice. Stormy knew what he could do. He stayed right with him. Kieran looked over at him. "If you can run then run. You don't need to stay back here with me." Dash shrugged, "No man gets left behind."
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 22:34:53 GMT
Stormy ran opposite them giving them a number, 1 or 2. "Ones to the left, 2 to the right."
Des, Micah and Kieran ended up on the same team with Noemi. Dash,Sean and Braden on the other. Stormy ran off and grabbed a net bag, rolling out five red rubber balls a long the middle of the floor.
"Dodge ball!!!!!!"
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 22:42:00 GMT
Kieran huffed to his side and then braced his hands on his knees. He wasn't cut out for this. He desperately needed to talk to his uncle about switching classes.
Once the balls were loosed, everyone ran towards the center. Dash loved dodgeball. He grabbed up one of the balls as did Braden and they both stood back for a second to assess their targets. Braden chucked his ball at Micah's head. Dash started aiming for whoever looked like a good player. He knew the best chance to win was to get the better players out first.
Noemi was fortunate enough to steal a ball away and threw it at one of the other girls. She grinned in satisfaction as the girl yelped and drug herself to the side.
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 22:50:05 GMT
Micah caught the ball like a ninja. "Nice try kid, you'll have to be better than that." He all but galloped across the court and pitched it at any of the other male players, except for Sean. Eventually he'd have to gun for him, but he'd be nice for now.
Des was disappointed that he didn't get to chuck one of the balls at the cocky kid's face. But there would be other days. He just texted to have fun with this today.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 11, 2015 23:07:10 GMT
Braden cursed when Micah caught the ball. He was out. He stormed off to the side to wait for his return.
Noemi was fast and agile, and the last girl standing pretty quickly.
Dash was having fun. The dodgeballs were a little difficult to catch sometimes but he was able to throw like a pro.
Kieran was out relatively quickly but he was happy for it.
Sean smirked and threw the ball he caught at Micah just to see if he could hit him.
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Post by Admin on Oct 11, 2015 23:49:30 GMT
Micah was too busy reveling over his success over the annoying boy that he missed the shot to the shoulder that Sean through at him. He turned to see his new friend's face. And laughed. "Et tu Brute!" He walked off and sat next to some of this female teammates just chatting pleasantly.
Soon it was left Dash and Sean, and Des and Noemi. Des turned to her and whispered. "The ginger doesn't pay attention to anything from the waist down and the other one spins when he throws. Aim a little high, cause he jumps too. We got this!"
Stormy was sitting back and watching mostly, just refereeing when needed and making sure that no one killed each other.
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