Chapter 4 The Beginning (4)
Now don't get me wrong, I can do these rather easily but I don't feel like having to do these in front of the new boy, I would rather he not see my athletiscm because the last new person tried using my athletiscm and my competitive nature to bring me down and to earn peoples favor (the jocks attention). So of course it didn't work out and I beat him, but unintentionally I totally embarrassed him and now he hates my guts. So I don't want to go around flaunting "my skills" or whatever because it is just not worth it.
I think of this as I wipe each of my shoe's bottoms (our gym floors are really slippery and I needed traction). I position myself on the first black line and then I run to the second black line, then back to the first, the third line then back to the first, the fourth line, and so on till I've completed a full suicide and have gone to each of the five black lines. Then I do the same thing again and then one more time. When I finally finish the third suicide I put my hand on the wall above my head and stretch while getting back to normal breathing. Then I put my hands over my head and look towards Ms. Sorantario.
"Is that good Ms. Sorantario?" I ask.
"Yes it is Emily, that's your new record. Good job," She answers then turns and addresses the class, " Alright boys get on one side of the gym and girls on the other, you only need to do one suicide as we are doing relays today."
I get on the girls side and Monica whispers an apology I tell her it's fine and get ready for the suicide.
•~~~•~~~•~~~•~~~•~~~•~~~•~~~•~~~•
The rest of suicides and warmups pass by uneventfully then we move onto relays.