I walk pass Dameon and go to my allot spot, I wave good evening to our Gym teacher, he wasn't old . But he kinda looked like Bill Nye, so that's why I call him that for his nickname . He surprisingly had humor and such . Anyways, he checked to make sure everyone was here, and nobody was late . He yelled out "Ok, laps!" everyone got up and went into groups, beside . . Syril! But he did seem a bit lonely as he dragged his side across the Mat that clung to the wall .
I jog over to him and playfully hit his arm, he looked at me and immediately brightened up . I don't usually like to admit it, but I love it when boys feel special . I sometimes think they need more attention than girls do .
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Syril now had a smile plastered stuck to his face "Hey Jewel! Nice to see you around" I walked beside him "You too," He chuckled "I have a question" I slow down kinda to hear him over the chattering of rustling men . "Shoot," Syril nodded "So are you Dameon's g-" He stopped at the sight of me shushing him "No, no I'm not . "
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"Huh, he brags about you in the . . Well, practically everywhere he goes . " Syril raised an brow . I huff "Nah, he has a metal pole stuck up his ass . He always ignores me when I say 'im NOT his lover . '"
Syril laughed, "Yup . Sounds like a very accurate insult . " We both got cut off by the loud whistle, I look at Syril and he said something, because I saw his mouth moving but I didn't hear it . I did some motions like putting my hand by my ear . He seemed to get it and nodded .
We walk over to the mat and the gym teacher gently pushed us and a few people out the way before rolling out a massive yellow, yet squishy ball . He leaned his elbow on it "We're playing volleyball, normally . Just with this ball . For fun, now line up so I can choose out an even team," He starts doing signal thing . You know how they choose which number you are like one and two . If you're one, you go on the other side, if you're two . You're on the other team .
So I went behind a person, and Syril smiled back at me, getting chosen to team one . And with luck on my side, I was in team one too .
I went over to syril and he chuckled "Nice," I smile softly "Hey, what did you meant to say when the Gym Teacher blew his whistle?" Syril flustered a bit and rubbed the back of his neck "Well, I may or may not have asked to be friends with you . . " I try not to giggle "Friends . . hmm . . . Sure . Why not . " Syril's face lightened up probably twice as more than it did the second time I spot him . I love watching him lighten up, makes me feel fuzzy inside . . Wait, what? When I heard the Gym Teacher yelled "Start!" I quickly shook it off .
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