I wanted to add this little short part cause I thought it'd be funny to introduce the annoying gym teacher, and this is part of a double update, so, yeh this is a REALLY REALLY short filler chapter ;) But next chapter I SWARE things get dramatic as Niall searches for; THE VOICE.

"ARE YOU READY MR. HORAN!?" the gym teacher screamed in my face. What the fuck is this?!

"Yes...?" I said unsure.

"THEN GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR AND START RUNNING YOU LITTLE BITCH!" I got up and ran away as fast as possible, because that dude was freaking me out.

"You just met Mr. Hardon huh?" Drew asked running up to me.

"He must be really sexually frustrated because, his name is Hard ON. And he yells a lot." I groaned.

"Well are you good at basketball?"

"No?!" I said worried.

"Oh shit...good luck man!" Drew said running to the other side of the gym. I quietly ran by myself, listening to the continuous squeaking of sneakers on the hard-wood floor.

"Hey Niall!" Liam said running up to me.

"Oh hey Liam!" I said smiling.

"Can I just say sitting on the sky deck was a dream!"

"I'm glad you liked it Liam!" I laughed.

"Sorry if I think too much of it...I've never had a friend that's popular...I actually sit up at night thinking, 'this is not happening'." Liam said rubbing the back of his neck. Poor kid...he thinks having me as a friend is a privilege. I'm far from special.

"Really? Liam I--"

"MOVE YOUR LITTLE ASS!" the gym teacher screamed. Damn! Fuck him! Asshole...

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"Alright STUDENTS!" Mr. Hardon screamed, "Today we are scrimmaging with the GIRLS!"

Like on cue all the girls came in. I saw Christa...Kaitlyn, and...Mary?! Is she everywhere I go?! And her friend that almost killed me was there to...Maggie? Yeah Maggie.

"Girls VS Boys! GET TO IT!" Mr. Hardon shouted at us. Then he turned to the girls.

"Alright ladies we're going to play some basketball with the boys okay?" he said almost quietly. I just met this guy but he's an ASS. All the girls nodded and got into positions.

A/N Dirty mind moment...right there.

"PLAY BALL!"

Mr. Hardon threw a basketball and me and it hit me in the stomach.

"Ouch!" I winced, "Okay, who's ball?"

"It's ours." Mary said snatching the basketball from me. Feisty much...?

"Let's play..." she said.

"Gladly..." Christa said whispering to her friends. They nodded and all covered Mary. This was going to get ugly...better keep an eye on her.

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Mary got hit. In the head with a basketball.

By Christa.

Girls are so complicated...I sware to god. Now I was sitting in the nurse waiting for Mary to awaken. She was slowly waking up, I could see it.

"W-Who are you?"

"It's me....Niall."

She just stared at me.

"Mary--"

"GET AWAY! You don't get it do you?! You're a POPULAR! This is probably some huge prank they set you up for right?! All this 'caring' shit you're pulling with me?! Well let me get this into your god damn skull! I DON'T WANT TO SEEE YOU! I don't want to be bullied by another popular! I don't want to go to your house for dinner and I DEFINENTLY DON'T WANT YOU IN MY LIFE! So just get OUT of it before I get seriously hurt by one of your retard friends of even YOU!" Mary screamed throwing her head into a pillow. I wanted to tell her that she didn't have to worry, and that I wouldn't bully her, but I was too offended. 

No one should judge someone before they get to know them.

And I just got judged because I care.