"I knew that by entering the girls' locker room the likelihood of me outsmarting those horrid creatures would increase by at least thirty percent."įor someone who just ran for their undead life Tony seemed very calm about it. The door opened wider, revealing your skeleton friend. The sound of a locker opening and closing could be heard. "Yeah, it's me! The werewolves are gone! Are you alright in there?!" “(y/n), is that you?!” a familiar voice replied.
Opening the door by just a crack you called out, “Tony… Tony, you in here?!” With the major threat happily out of the way all that was left was getting Tony out. The Wolfpack bolted, heading straight for the cafeteria. "But you know, if you get there early you get first dibs." "We can't wait that long!" they all whined. less then twenty minutes," you reassured. "We saw a pile of juicy bones and we chased it but now it's in the girls' locker room!" cried the Wolfpack. I didn't see you there," Scott acknowledged. “Hey, guys, aren't you missing out on gym?” Somehow you had to get the werewolves to leave and not just for Tony's sake. “Shit, you’re right! What are we suppose to do?!” “Woah! We can’t go in there, that’s the girls’ locker room!” cried Scott. “We have to go in there!” the Wolfpack shouted. The door to the girls’ locker room was completely blocked by werewolves. Your friend was in danger and you had to rescue him. Vera explained, “The loser was being chased by werewolves and now we can’t go in there.” This was weird, Tony’s not exactly the pervert type. You should have seen it, it was sooo hilarious.” “Tony, he’s in the girls’ locker room,” Vera reminded. Yaas! We… Wait… Why are we talking to (y/n) again?” “So did you need me for something?” you asked.
No need to be racist, Polly," Vera snarled. She just didn’t understand she was being offensive.
Yeah… racist I know, but you knew Polly meant well.
It's to do with the gym uniform and how you and Oz have the same skin colour. Why Polly called you that wasn’t hard to figure out. This was rare so obviously something was up. If a teacher told you to jump off a cliff would it be wrong to not do it?Īnyway, sometime after doing a few more exercises Polly and Vera were approaching you. What? It’s not like what you did was wrong. Once he left you jumped down and scurried off. You know what they say, "If it's not a hundred percent then it's not a real number.” I expect you to do a hundred, no, a thousand pull ups!”Ī thousand?! You couldn’t even do one! Luckily Coach had other students to deal with. "If I do two halves does that count as one?!" You were the only one who could only do half a pull up. It wasn't that you gave up, you just couldn't do it. "That's half a pull up, keep going!" instructed Coach.īut instead of pulling up you had to go back down. In gym class there were three types of people: those who can do pull ups, those who can't and then there's you.ĭesperately you were trying to get your head above the bar.