"Mm... Yawn..." Joe was waking up. The time was 7:30. He was still his little brother. "So this is reality then. Fuck..." "John! It's time to wake up!" Joe's mom was calling to him as she opened the door. "Oh, you're awake again. Why aren't you a big boy now! Breakfast is ready sweetie." She didn't even leave time for an response. "I am a big boy though." Joe went through the same routine he had performed yesterday. His dad dropped him off to school and he began his trek to room 303. Joe stopped in front of the door. Would that little shit Jared be waiting for him. Should he retaliate this time. Joe pretended to walk in, but quickly drew back. No foot had appeared. He did it once more. No foot. And one more time for good measure. "Everything A-Ok now! Joe walked into class. And he promptly fell. What the hell just happened?! Joe got up again. He looked toward the same spot as before but didn't find Jared and his crew. Then what did he fall on. Joe looked behind him and saw the stick students used to reach parts of the blackboard. Was he tripped with that? Joe looked to his side and sure enough Jared and his friends were there. There were acting like nothing happened! Those little shits! Do they think I'm a fucking idiot?!" Joe was about to go and complain when he was gently pulled by his arm. "What do you want?!" He turned around to see James there again. "Sorry. Just ignore them." Joe was about to protest this time, but James' face looked serious again. No... maybe that wasn't the right word. Upset, maybe? James' face changed again to the much amiable face he had known. "Anyhowwww! I totally have good news for you! Come on!" James pulled Joe towards their seat, where they proceeded to chat about random shit until the teacher came. What big news James had didn't get revealed.
It was time for Gym. Like it had been for Joe in high school, gym was on Tuesday and Thursday. Today was that lava game. Joe vaguely remembered this game in where you used object to move from one side to the other. It was a two person game, so naturally two people will team up. "Love this game! Especially with you as my partner." It seems like I'm teaming up with James, though by the looks of everyone else, I guess that's the only one I can team up with. "Next up will be the team of John/James vs the team of Jared/Carl." The coach called our names along with the little shit and one of his friends. "So we're facing them huh.... Let's murder them." I was fired up now. "Um, let's not and say we did" I might have scared James a little there. "On your mark. Get set.... Go!" We begun. James was using the floor pads to move while I rode the small scooter. The first part was simply going in a straight line. Then James had to move in between small cones trying not to knock them down. A little harder, but James was pretty good at this. We passed that too. Finally came the three tires. James had to get up on them holding his floor pads in one hand and the wire holding the scooter in the other. This part required me to maneuver my body with out falling. James was left handed, so we started on the left, zig-zagging around the tires. I looked towards my left and saw Jared, right handed on the tires neck in neck with us. We passed one tire and then the other, as we came around the last one. "Ah! My hand! I looked again and saw Carl dangerously to us. Did he say his hand slipped, but when I looked at Carl I saw him smiling. Did he do that on purpose?! That bastard! "Hold on tight John!" I heard James' voice. Unable to talk I just did as he said and felt my body floating. "I'm... floating?" That wasn't it. James had somehow pick me up and leaped of the tire. "Ahh.... Ahhhhhhhh!!" Holy crap! I knew John was on the light side even for his age, but this is ridiculous.... Wait... Even if I make it, I'll just get yanked off. "Ahhhhhhh! James! I..." But before I could finish that sentence I heard Carl yell. Looking back I saw Carl on the ground. That's right. He had to be yanked back first. As I make the realization we won, I braced for impact myself, but found myself moving forward past the goal line. "Wait.... What?" Dumbfounded, James came up towards me on the floor pads and told me "Looks like we won!" Wait.... Don't tell me he just let me go? That's, that's.... Fucking brilliant.
Gym ended quickly after that. We got yelled at for that reckless move, but we really didn't care. Day 2 of school was finished.