Eighth period is the worst one of all. You'd think I would love it since it is the last period of the day, but nope. I would look forward to it if Kellen Richards wasn't in my class. Kellen seems like the sweetest kid in the world until you refuse to sleep with him. Then, he makes your life a living hell. The worst thing about eighth period, besides Kellen, is that it's gym class. He watches my boobs and my ass the entire time.
"Alright, girls, go ahead and change," Mrs. Fredrick, our gym teacher, tells us. We all rush to the locker room and I notice something unusual. My locker is open, and it's the only one that has been touched.
"Petra! What happened?!" my best friend, Talia, questions.
"I think I know exactly what happened," I say with confidence.
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Gym Class Ruiner
Teen FictionGoing from losing my shorts to my bra to my tennis shoes then to my best friend. Ruining my grade, ruining my reputation, ruining my life. All because of one person who couldn't keep their damn mouth shut. Copyright © All rights reserved
