You went to your locker before gym class because your class before was next to your locker, so why not exchange books? You switched your first 4 period books into your last 5 period book.

"Hey, (y/n). Ready for gym?" Michelle's voice came around you. You looked up in the direction of where she was coming from and you scoffed.

"No. I hate the fitness test with all my life." You almost let out a growl knowing the torture. Michelle laughed crossing her arms. "Wait until the pacer. That's today."

"Nooooo." You groaned shutting your locker closing your eyes. "Aye don't worry about it. We all suffer together." Michelle put an arm around your shoulder as you two started walking to the gym.

After changing and getting into the gym, students were stretching or talking to each other. You were still talking to Michelle about how you're dreading this class. In the midst of your conversation, Peter came between you two once he left the boys' locker room.

"Hello, ladies." His voice said smoothly. One side of your mouth formed a half smile. "Sup, loser." Michelle replied back with also a punch to his shoulder. You giggled.

"How are you guys?" Peter asked with a smirk. You rose a brow at him. "You just saw me last period you dumbass." You joked with an obvious playful tone. Michelle chuckled crossing her arms again. "She's my fave."

Peter gave a playful pout and you almost went limp. You just wanna kiss him right then and there because he looked so adorable.

'Wait what??? The fuck?? Cmon (y/n) don't think that what the hell!!'

You took a sigh with a smile to hide what you're thinking. "Better get used to it, Parker." You stepped back when the teacher was starting to catch the class' attention.

"So what, you're calling me by my last name now?" Peter's arms went up and slapped down on his sides.

"Would 'dumbass' be a better name?" You sassed. He took a moment before shaking his head while biting his lip. You blushed slightly starting to turn your body to the gym coach.

*time skip to the pacer test*

'Fuck me fuck my life fuck this fuck everything I wanna die can I not do this this is torture please let there be a fire alarm'

Your head was racing with thoughts knowing the coach was gonna start the speaker with the voice talking about the pacer test.

"Beep. Beep. Ding!!"

The speaker started the beeping and everyone started running. It started off slow, but as the beeps came faster, running got faster. Soon, you couldn't keep up. You ended up missing the beep the second time and it was the 37th lap, which wasn't bad. But unfortunately, you were so out of breath that you plopped belly down in front of Michelle who finished at what you think was lap 22.

"Uuggghhhh." You sighed and groaned in pain from your lungs and legs at the same time as you tried to catch your breath. You couldn't move, you didn't want to even try.

"Good job, kid. You did good." Michelle said as she pat your back three times. "Thanks." Your voice was muffled with the ground. You closed your eyes trying to regain strength. You just listened to the beeps and the feet of people hitting the floor and their pants for air.

After a couple minutes, you got up. "Oh my fucking christ." You whispered harshly to yourself. Your legs felt like jelly... you didn't think you can feel them. "Ow. Ow. Ow–dammit!!" You said in a louder whisper as you tried to move your legs. You tried doing toe stretches or the butterfly stretch for a couple of minutes to hopefully ease the pain.

Moving your legs again, you winced. "Michelle," You sighed leaning back on the padded wall. "I can't move my legs." You looked up at her who was already standing, doing some stretches herself. "What do you mean?" She asked slowly, a hint of worry in her tone. "It hurts to move them." You started as your face scrunched in pain when you bent your foot forward.

By this time, Peter was recording his lap on the paper the coach had. Was he at lap 50? Damn.

You saw him approach you and Michelle, his hands on his head to let his lungs expand to breath.

'Shit...he looks good like that. All sweaty and panting—FUCKING SHUT UP (y/n)!!!'

"I don't know how you can run that long." You said to Peter in a lighter tone. He smiled still panting. He put his arms down noticing you haven't stood up. "Something wrong, (y/n)?" His eyebrows furrowed.

"Uhm... I can't move my legs..??" Your tone was questioning, wondering if you should inform Peter. For knowing him for almost 2 weeks now, every time you looked sad or not happy in general, Peter would get so concerned that you kinda feel bad for making him worry about you.

"Wait what?" Peter asked as he crouched downtown. He gently moved his hand under your knee, looking at you if he can do this. You only looked back not reacting, but Peter continued anyways. He took the strength he had left and pulled up under your knee and you you bent forward in pain.

"Ow ow ow." Your reaction made Peter almost freak out, but he gently put down your leg. "I'm so sorry!! Uh... do you want me to take you to the nurse?" Peter offered. You smiled shaking your head. "It's okay, Michelle is gonna help me after class. I'll probably be stuck in the nurse during lunch so I guess you can stop by? If you want..."

Looking up into Peter's brown, worried eyes, he nodded before standing back up. "I'll see you later then." He gave a friendly smile as the bell rang. He started off to the boys' locker room. You smiled back, seeing Michelle approaching you.

"Alright, cripple. Take it easy." Michelle gave you hand to grab on to and lean on as you tried your best to get up. It hurt badly and you were so frustrated because why in the world do your legs hurt so much? You did stretches before and after the run so why so much pain?

Michelle helped you to the girls' locker room. You tried your best to change back into your regular clothes as quick as you could, and then Michelle helped you get to the nurses office.

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This is more fluff ugh but next chapter should be more interesting. I just don't want chapters being too long (I consider at least 1500 words too long).

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[ July 26, 2017 ]