Of course I couldn't concentrate in gym. One: There's no point in concentrating when wewe know you're gonna fall flat on your face, and two: My mind was still buzzing.
Which I still didn't quite understand. My mind didn't usually react like that. I mean, our school may be small, but we didn't lack in cute guys. Trust me. I know. But, I also hadn't dated any of them... which may be why I don't know much on the subject.
I changed back into my normal outfit, and rushed to sekunde period, zipping in the door as the final kengele rang, and taking a kiti, kiti cha just as Mr. Hank, my Calc teacher, walked inside....
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