6 Gym Class

"Alright, onto the sit-ups. Hold your partners feet down and make sure they're coming all the way up." our coach instructed. Heather was sitting in front of me, holding onto my ankles as I did sit-ups. Despite me being the one exercising, Heather was the one breathing heavier between the two of us.

She collapsed backwards after the coach blew the whistle and muttered, "Too much stimulation" under her breath. I decided not to comment and instead, pretend I didn't hear anything. "Thank you for agreeing to be my partner," I told her as we switched positions and I held her legs in place. "O-of course. ha ha, there's no way I could say no." she replied.

In the end, our scores for the push-ups, pull-ups, and sit-ups ended up being roughly the same. The last test was to run several laps around the gym. I decided to slowly jog until class was over. I was rather worn from the other physical tests and even if I ran with all my strength, I'd still likely lose to most of the girls in class.

One of the boys in class slowed down and started jogging alongside me. "Hey, don't tell me you and the perv are like, a thing?" he asked. I immediately knew who he was talking about but I decide to play dumb. "Are me and who a thing?"

"You know, Heather." he said as he scrunched up his face. I shrugged, "She's not bad once you get to know her." My thoughts drifted back to our first meeting. While it was true she was a pervert who used her powers to spy on boys, she did so because of her anxiety and trust issues. Also whether intentionally or not, she did expose herself out of concern while I was having my little panic attack in the stall.

A loud thump shook me from my thoughts and I looked up to see Heather sprawled out on the gym floor while several girls around her laughed. it didn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out what had happened. as she struggled to stand up, I jogged and caught up to her. "you ok?" I asked as I offered her a hand.

"I just tripped. I'm fine, really." she exclaimed while trying to take a step forward. she stumbled and I barely managed to catch her. "I'll walk you to the nurses office." I told her as I let her lean against me for support. She tried to refuse but I insisted on it. The teacher let us go and we walked out of the gym leaving behind a sea of confused and jealous students.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Heather asked as she limped down the hall with her arm over my shoulder. "I don't know." I replied. "maybe you just reminded me of myself a little bit." I told her. Her eyes widened, "how so?" I remembered my days in middle school and early highschool. vying for everyone's approval, paranoid that people would hate me, afraid of opening up to others. "who know?" I said as we continued down the hall.

We reached the nurses office and found that she wasn't there. How typical. I managed to find a bag of ice in the freezer and handed it to Heather so she could use it on her swollen ankle. The atmosphere was rather awkward. I sat beside her on one of the beds and we began to talk.

Our hobbies weren't very similar but I still found it enjoyable to talk to her. We did share a common interest in gaming however which she was very excited to learn about. "No way, you play Lost Stars Online as well, no way!" Heather yelled. I wasn't a massive gamer but I did play several online games casually. "Yea I replied. but I haven't been on in a few weeks," I chuckled. "I can carry you through anything, I've cleared almost every sector in the game. If you want, we can even get on tonight." She said.

I pulled out my phone, "sounds like a plan." she started at my phone like it was some mythical artifact. "You don't mean, my number?" she muttered. "Yeah, unless you want to send carrier pigeons." she told me her number and I added her to my rather barren contact list before shooting her a text.

A subtle buzz emanated from her pocket. "looks like it worked," I said as I slid my own phone back into my pocket. The stunned expression on her face was rather cute. "Will you be able to get home on your own." I asked her. "My leg is feeling better, besides I - oh shit, I totally forgot about my club meeting today!" Heather cried.

"Yea, you did you stupid bitch." a voice suddenly said. I turned and noticed a girl standing next to us. She had long black hair with purple highlights and several piercings on her face. She gave off a punk like vibe that was only exemplified by the way she dressed.