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Scarlett eventually reached her gym class. The gym was huge, and filled with several students, sitting on the bleachers. There was only one teacher, a male, which she had expected. Scarlett hoped he was nice. Apparently, she wasn't the only late, so she didn't get in trouble, but instead she had gotten a small warning not to be late again. With a quick nod, Scarlett made her way onto the bleachers.
Even though she was probably the only one listening, the teacher started ramble on about lockers, locker room rules, gym clothes, and so on. While were talking, she jotted down most the instructions down on a small notebook. A small frown came across her face, she never realized how bad her handwriting was...She could barely even read it herself.
No wonder I got an E in handwriting...
She thought, pausing a bit before beginning to scribble again, filling the notebook with messy notes. Scarlett did get some odd looks; Taking notes in gym?