This is P.E.

[Mr. Amakusa]

[OoC: Note that the 'seating order' isn't the post order. There really isn't one. Not yet, anyway.]

[Kazuya Hikari]

Kazuya entered into the gym, wearing a white hoodie, track pants, and his worn down black Converse shoes, and lo and behold, he was the first one to arrive. He didn't know who would be in his class, as he looked around, his gaze settled on the only other person in the gym, the gym teacher. His footsteps echoed on the wooden floor as he walked over and saw names written on tape on the floor. Spotting his own name, he had to stop himself from palming his own face. Right next to his name, was, you guessed it, Jayr. Even though his hair was dyed gray once more and his facial structure was slightly different, having had surgery done twice, his name written on the tape would tell her right away who he was. This class was turning out great already.

At least Mekiel was in the class. Kazuya had another couple packages of Wootsticks in his locker from another box of the sugary snack that had been sent to him that had Mekiel's name written all over them. "... Hello there." Kazuya said, nodding politely at the teacher before taking a seat down on the floor. Bending his knees upwards, he rested his hands behind him and leaned back, his arms keeping him from falling backwards, as he stared up at the ceiling, seeing as there wasn't much else for him to do right now. He just hoped other people would show up, he didn't want to be the only person here, well, the only student. A class of one isn't fun. Not to mention awkward. Yeah, you get the point.

[Jayr Byrne]

For starters

Jayr needed to fill up her class schedule, she'd been living under a relatively boring time table having her mornings filled to the brim but her afternoons left open scantily clad. So taking this opportunity to fill her physical education credits Jayr had signed up for PE understanding quite well that chances were she'd be associating herself with the bulk of the student body whom strayed away from sports, at least for the most part.

While she figured her extra-curriculars would fill up the remainder of the time she worked best under pressure. So PE stacked atop Soccer, Cheer, three other classes and a pillar title would be to say hectic. Exiting her Home EC class Jayr would skip merrily down the hall seeming the carefree type, a purse slipped over her shoulder and the steady clack of her heels against the pavement. Alright so heels weren't a smart decision though she was hopeful she could still keep up in wearing them despite having a strenuous activity to be had.

Jayr would stop at the gym doors taking a deep breath t compose herself gingerly before walking through them with an elegant facade. She didn't want to be caught without that to her advantage. A wicked smile as she sized up the teacher quickly. Why were all the people at this school giants? She bit at her nail as she proceeded onward past the other student who was easily recognizable despite changes. The names at the floor simply solidified her distaste. Why was it that they were always forced into these situations she would never know. However on a much brighter note she found another name that brightened her day as she looked towards it. Mekial.

A smug grin forming on her features as she remained standing with her arms crossed gently somewhat reminiscing of the last they'd spoken. It was fun she could really feel he was the reliable sort even if he was somewhat of a jokester. The pain however now was waiting.

[Dylan Cross]

(OOC: LAWLS these seating arrangements are rigged! XD)

Dylan slid out of bed slowly... slowly until she felt the sickness rise in her stomach. She spent most of her morning in the bathroom an hugging the toitlet so she really didn't hav much time to get ready... so she was in a baggy shirt and a pair of shorts. Makeup was nothin special it was just the basics and she kept her hair slightly wavy before finally heading out the door to get to school.

She had yet to tell anyone the news... she was just soo damn scared on what they would think... but eventually she would have to say something because eventually it will be apparent there was something growing inside her.

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Dylan got into the class and she would see Kazuya and Jayr... if she remembered correctly that guy tried to take Jayr without permission... so what she did't understand was why she chose to stand by him.... Dylan would approach Jayr to stand by her only to see that there were names on the ground.

What the eff?

It is P.E.... who has designated spots in P.E?! Don't you run around and shit?!

Looking up she would smile pointing at the names. Leaning in she would then whisper to Jayr to comment on the situation. "Are we in kindergarden?" biting her tongue with that smile still in tact she woul then find her own name... which was right beside a very.... very.... VERY... Familiar name.

AHHH SHIT.. don't be who I think you are.......

[Talon Green]

He was running late, which was not that unusual for him at this point. Between working and school and Asher he really just lost track of time. Not to mention he was too laid back to actually let it bother him when he was late for anything. Today he had P.E...a class he was not too enthused about taking but had signed up for because Asher had asked him to.....For whatever reason.

The man could not deny that little Hawaiian anything.

Dressed in a white muscle shirt that held to his form and a pair of black, baggy gym shorts that went to his knees, his sneakers made that annoying squeaking sound that came along with freshly waxed gym floors. Ugh..he hated that sound.

Shaking his head he walked toward where the rest of the students were...One guy.....he didnt know......One girl he thought was that Jayr chick he had heard about...school captian..your name got around.....and the other....

Wait........

He almost paused as he saw that face...a blurred, drunken image coming to mind....

Oh fuck!

Growling low in his throat he already regretting being here, but nothing could be done to change it....So, best to just suck it up, put on his game face and play along....

It was only when he got closer that he noticed the names on the floor...his brow raising slightly.

What the hell was this? Were they gonna play musical chairs later to? Perhaps finger paint and play with blocks?

Rolling his eyes he simply scanned over the names, eyes going from name, to feet, name feet...and so forth....until his name came into sight.....and then feet.....His eyes closing as he hesitated to look up and see just who the feet belonged to.....

When he did, he honestly could have laughed...Not so much because of her...or because it was funny...but just because his luck was so horrible, he had to just laugh about it sometimes.

What was this? Karma? Well excuse the fuck out of him but if he remembered correctly she was the one who fucked him and then ditched him like a bad habit.

Keeping that composed facade about him, he looked her in the eye, smiled that charming, normal smile and then moved to take his spot....sitting down and leaning back on his hands as he stuck his legs out in front of him and crossed them at the ankles...

Only good thing was that Asher should be here soon...so yeah....He had that to look forward to at least, and to keep his mind off of the girl next to him......Yeah the one who had successfully made him feel like shit....gah!

Okay......time to stop thinking bout that.......though the fact she was RIGHT there made it rather freaking hard.....grrr....

[Mekiel Echigo]

[/b] to participate. What the hell kind of bull excrement was that? It wasn't. It was fair.

He strolled in through the double doors clad in his black and red gym shorts/shirt combo, with some black whatevs covering his feet. He'd be simple. When he saw the people, though, he knew immediately that this place had small classes. Just like #552. Why? Who knows, so he can't complain, really. He just waltzed on down the line and the first name he saw was, well, Charlie's. He grinned, but then he realized that he wasn't next to her. Oh well, they were still in the same class, right? Down the line, he noticed.. Hey, Kazuya! Familiar face, right on!

"We need to go Wootstick hunting later, brah." He said with a casual grin, continuing down the line to.. Jayr. Familiar face once again! His grin widened. Hell, this class was going to be great.

"Howdy," he waved, taking his spot next to her. He had a feeling these seats were 'rigged,' but they weren't. How could they be if Takehiro knew nothing about the student body?[/ul][/color]

[Charlie Cross]

P.E....It was not her favorite class in the world but it was not that bad either. Entering the gym in her shorts and her white tank top she had her long hair pulled back into a ponytail at the back of her head.

It did not take her long to spot everyone, sitting and/or standing in a line along one section of the gym floor. So, that was where she headed, a smile curling on her lips as she saw Mekiel, though as the names on the floor became clear she let a little sigh pass her lips.....well at least they were in the same class right? Shrugging lightly toward him she would move to take up her spot. She noticed a few of the faces in the class, a little wave given to her sister as she looked down the line and smiled at her.

Well this could not be all bad. Jayr was here, as was her sister and her boyfriend.......so all was good. For now at least....

Only then did she turn attention to the others that were around her, offering up that nice, gentle smile in greeting as she waited for class to start.....Not entirely sure why she had signed up for this.....Oh yeah.......cheerleading and staying in shape.....Not that she did not do that one her own already......

[Asher LeBeau]

So Asher wasn’t really one for uniforms. The clothes were labeled a ‘small’ and still looked huge on her tiny frame but she shrugged it off as she strolled out, braiding her hair back and out of her face before plopping down in her seat, leaning back on her hands and stretching her legs out in front of her. Violet eyes took in the member of the class as she chewed her lower lip and shifted impatiently, full of energy today.

The shortest girl was in the back of the lineup? This should be fun, she thought with an impish grin on her lips. She finally took to staring up at the lights, counting the ceiling tiles while tuning out the world, focusing on the pretty lights so far above her…

Wait, maybe she should pay attention.

Crashing back to reality, she sighed and turned back to look at the teacher, staying quiet as she tilted her head to the side, amethyst eyes inquisitive of what was going on around her. Her main focus was on the teacher, listening to what he had to say and kinda ignoring everyone around her.

Well, except for the smile she had sent to Talon on her way in, but she was in back so the class really didn’t concern her unless it was something she liked to do. Since she was tiny, no one really wanted her in ‘contact’ sports or whatnot so she wasn’t good at them. However, put her in water and she was a fish!

Or a shark. Pick one.

Shrugging off her thoughts, she turned her attention back to the class.

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[Mr. Amakusa]

[OoC: Since this does have to move on.]

[/b][/color] He didn't really know what else to say, but he figured he'd try to get the kids to like him rather than thnk of him as a douche. That would take some time, though.

"Now you may be wondering why you have a seating arangement. This is simply so I can put a name to a face, and you'll really only be in your 'assigned seat' during warm ups. And warm ups will start with jumping jacks, which I'm sure you all know how to do. It'll start off with your hands at your sides and your legs together and I'll say one. Then I'll say two and your legs outstretch and your arms come above your head, and then I'll say three and you go back to the starting position. Then, you all say one. Here's your demonstration."

He stood before the class, his hands at his sides and his legs together. "One." His legs stretched out to about shoulder width and his hands clapped above his head. "Two." His arms fell back to his sides and he was, once more, at the starting position. "Three." Then back to the second position. "One!" And he repeated the process a second time.

"So I say one, two, three, you say one. I say one, two three, you say two. All the way to ten. Get it? Got it? Lost it? Better try to find it, cuz we're going to give it a try. Ready, one, two, three.."[/ul][/beige]