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    Chances – (Chapter: New Friends)

    Unlike last class this period seemed to drag on. When the bell rang I met up with Skyler. Sadly we don’t have next class together. He instructed me to the PE building and went on his way. After circling the courtyard a few times I picked a hallway at random and wound up in front of the gym. I entered the gym and went to one of the women.

    "Could you tell me where…" I check my schedule. "Ms. Haley is?" The younger looking teacher smiled.

    "Ms. Haley, tough break girl. You have the most strict PE teacher in the school." She chuckled at my frown. "She’s right over there." The brunette teacher pointed across the gym to an angry looking dirty blond.

    "Thanks."

    "Good luck. You’re gonna need it." Shaking my head I walked slowly to the thirty year old teacher barking orders.

    "You guys are running the mile today! I don’t want any excuses! None of that ‘my leg hurts’, ‘I have a note’, ‘I have asthma’. I don’t care what your problem is! What are you looking at? Get to class!" Oh I am just going to love this bitch.

    "Actually this is my class. I’m Ashley Davies an-"

    "Right! Carlin, show Davies to the locker room, set her up!" If one more person interrupts me one more fuc-

    "I’m Spencer." That doesn’t count. I stop glaring at Ms. Bitch and focus my attention to the pretty blond.

    "I’m Ashl-"

    "There’s no time for introductions! Get walking!" I am already sick of this chick. I open my mouth about to chew out Haley when I am quickly tugged out of the gym. I snatch my arm back.

    "Sorry." Spencer looks down embarrassed. "I just didn’t want you to get in trouble. You had the face." I stare at the girl curiously.

    "The face?"

    "Yeah. When someone is upset they get that face. The one that says ‘I’m about to slap you at any second’." She answers meeting my eyes. I chuckle and nod.

    "Okay. Where is the locker room at?" She smiles and leads me down the hall. We step into some doors leading to rows of lockers. Spencer pulls out a set of keys and unlocks another door leading into a brightly lit room with two desks and computers. Spencer walks around one of the desks to open a cabinet, and pulls out a folder labeled lockers.

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