Chapter 112 - What A Friday! (1/2)

'Just one more day… just one more day…'

I chanted that over and over in my head from morning till lunch time the whole Friday. I was too excited and couldn't wait until Saturday when I could finally meet with the screenwriter I'd be working with, and be lovey-dovey with Kaiden. So I just really need to get the day to finish earlier than usual.

'Please… time, run faster even just for today.'

To my enormous luck, of course, time didn't cooperate with me. Instead, the day went by slowly—as slow as a sloth, well, at least for me.

What's worse, we had PE today—my most hated class. I had to take one to complete my unit requirements. It's not that the subject itself was horrible, it's just that I had the worst body coordination that ever existed in humanity.

'Yup. I can't dance. I can't even run fast. I can barely swim or ride a bike. I absolutely cannot do any form of gymnastics, or sports, or martial arts—basically anything at all! And most of all, I have almost zero endurance.'

The only thing that was tolerable with this class was that… I shared it with Hora. It was one of those common classes we took. At least Hora was pretty okay with sports.

”Hora, remind me again why I took this class,” I asked Hora who was sitting beside me at that moment. The instructor wanted us to do laps in a batch of 4 so we sat at the sides as we waited for our turn.

”Uuuhh… because I'm here?”

”Haaah… Yes, that is indeed my sole reason. When will this day end?”

”You're so impatient today. Are you going on a date with Kaiden later?”

”Haaahh…,” I sighed again. ”How I wish. He probably has lots to do. I still have lots of homework to do for the weekends, too. Why are our professors becoming more cruel each day? Can't they give us some slack?”

”Ha-ha-ha! Oh wow! Our valedictorian is asking for some slack in studying! This is new.”

”Hey, I'm not some studying maniac.”

”Say that when you stop using everyday events as references for scenes in your story.”

'Ack! I can't refute that.'

”Well… Consider it field research.”

”—Hora,” the instructor called her name.

”That's my cue. It's my turn now. I'll be back in a sec.”

I waved my hands goodbye and Hora sprinted towards the track. When the instructor gave his signal, they all ran around the field. Hora took the lead. She might be petite and smaller in build than the others, but she ran fast. As I predicted in my head, she won and took first place, earning her high points from the instructor.

Next up was me, the clumsy runner. I already knew that I'm gonna be slow but hopefully I wouldn't trip—yup, that's all I'm asking. Luckily, I didn't trip. I finished last though, as I expected with my turtle speed. I wouldn't be surprised if I was the slowest runner in class.

After PE, our bodies were all sweaty and sticky so Hora and I went over to the locker room for shower. I quickly headed to the shower area and took a warm bath. Hora did the same and we finished at the same time.