Littlest Pet Shop: High School AU

Chapter 62: My Gym Partner's a Pain

"Sunil, check this out... THREE POINTS!" Vinnie yelled as he tossed a soccer ball into the basketball net.

"That's fantastic my friend, but I think we're playing soccer, not basketball," Sunil stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, also that was a two-pointer shot, not a three-pointer. You'd have to be standing past that line right there in order to score three points," Russell added.

"Alright Mr. I-know-everything-about-sports, relax," Vinnie smirked slightly and looked to Russell.

"I don't, really," the orange-haired teen sheepishly responded.

"Whatever... I don't know much about soccer either, anyways," Vinnie shrugged and tossed the soccer ball aside. Russell shook his head at that comment and Sunil couldn't help but chuckle softly.

The three boys then glanced to the other side of the gym to see Minka placing her foot on the rolling soccer ball, putting it to a stop.

"You boys ready for some FÚTBOL?" She asked enthusiastically, pointing right at the three of them. Pepper, Zoe, and Penny Ling lined up with their pink-haired friend and smiled widely.

"One second! We're waiting on our fourth team member," Russell rolled his eyes and looked over his shoulder at Tangier, who was on his phone.

"Tangier, hurry up and join us!" Sunil called out to the fashionista. He didn't want to be held back by that stuck up snob.

"No thanks," Tangier simply told him.

"Why? We need four," Vinnie scratched his head.

"What a shame," Tangier shrugged. He didn't even look up from his phone once as he responded to them.

"Tangier..." Russell growled and walked over to the other. "Hurry up. Whoever you're texting can wait."

Tangier slightly glanced up from his phone and met eyes with Russell. He slowly rose a brow and tucked his phone away. "Russell Ferguson. What makes you think I'm even SLIGHTLY interested in joining you and your friends in this pathetic little game?"

"You need to participate in SOME sort of activity today or else you'll— oh forget it. Get a failing grade for all I care," Russell scoffed and walked back to his friends. Tangier simply smiled victoriously as he watched the other walk away.

"So you DO care about me? I'm quite flattered, Russell. Too bad I can't return the same feeling!" Tangier laughed.

"You can keep laughing, Tangier. Just don't come crying to me when you have to retake this class again, but with underclassmen," Russell smirked and placed his hands on his hips.

"Ooooh a junior in gym class with freshmen? Hope you don't get shown up by some fourteen year-old, Tangier," Pepper taunted from across the gym. Tangier's eyes slowly widened as he listened to them. As much as he hated to admit it, they were right. He absolutely did not want to spend another semester in this miserable class. However, would gym class with underclassmen be more bearable than gym class with Russell and his friends?

Before Tangier had more time to think, a soccer ball was kicked right to his face.

"Ouch! Who kicked that? Reveal yourself!" He grouched and picked up the ball.

"I did!" Minka boldly claimed. "Wanna get revenge and settle it on the field?... Court? We're indoors so I guess we're not technically in a field, so—"

Before she could speak some more, the soccer ball flew right by Minka's side, nearly hitting her.

"Hey! You aimed at her on purpose, didn't you?" Zoe huffed and pointed at the fashionista.