At a school. More importantly in a gymnasium. "Where am I?" Jeff asked aloud. "Mr. Winston is right this way" A voice said. Jeff looked down he was wearing a Red Polo Shirt and some Sweatpants over his Wifebeater and Jockstrap. A man in a suit followed by a few teenage boys walked inside. "Hello Mr, Winston, these will be your students in first period. "Huh?" Jeff asked. "Now remember, Mr. Winston expects at you at the gym on time" The man said. "Yes Principal Myers" The boys said. "Well I'm off, have a good 1st day of school"
The boys stared at Jeff. "What are you waiting for get changed!!!" Jeff exclaimed. The boys which Jeff assumed were freshman scurried off to the locker rooms. "I'm a gym teacher? Really?" Jeff frowned. He looked around the gymnasium, it had its standard bleachers and basketball court. But what intrigued him was the office at the back he stepped inside. There was a desk with a nameplate reading: Mr. Winston and a duffel bag which Jeff inferred belonged to him. "Well if I'm a gym teacher I better be strict".
Jeff made the boys do multiple push-ups and run around the gym multiple times. The boys sweated and we're out of breath. "Now don't expect me to go on easy on you men for I will challenge you constan5ly through out the year" the bell rang. "You are dismissed. Go get changed!" The boys scurried off. Jeff smiled. He might like his new job after all. But...