The PE teacher had not been a teacher at the academy for many years. She was a fairly young woman named Janine, and as many others, she was just trying to make the days pass until she one day would die. Was she beautiful? No. Ugly? No. She was neither, and just like her life had been, she was bland. This was a thing she realised the day she had gotten her job at the academy. It had hit her like a slap in the face that she was in the middle of a school that taught people how to kill monsters, how to lead an army, how to murder... And she had been hired to force these people to exercise. Of all things in this world...
Janine sighed to herself, and looked out across the gym. There were only a few minutes 'till the class started, but most students appeared to be present. She looked down at the papers she had attached to a clipboard, and slowly, she took notes of those present, and those who were missing. She barely noticed the the names there, and sighed once again as she raised her head, and yelled out, her voice drowning all else noise.
"Everyone, give me fifty push-ups, fifty sit-ups, and make sure you're dressed properly. I have a real treat for you guys today. Circle the academy fifteen times, and then come back here."
Many, including Anna joined in on an almost soundless groan. The kind of noise that expresses just how little one usually would feel like running a trip like that. It was a long way, and it would take at least forty-five minutes for most of the students. But, with little other choice, Anna just followed the instructions given, like usual.
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Callen was out of bed, and had gotten herself dressed. She, like all the others wore the school uniform, and didn't even mind. She had left her room, and sat in the dining hall, where only a few others were. Most of those were other Mind students who had decided to get an early breakfast, and in that moment, Callen was caught up in a deep conversation with another student.
"I'm just sayin'," Callen uttered, as she took a bite of a piece of bread and chewed, "the world would be a better place without god. If you think about it, religion keeps us down, it keeps us down, man." The redhead was known for engaging in talk like this, and she would do it each time she got the chance. The student sitting across from her looked at her with excited eyes, and stuffed a spoonful of yoghurt in his mouth, sank, and then responded.
"You might think that, but what about charity work and such? Churches do lots of that stuff. And honestly, religion helps a lot of people." he said, only to have Callen look at him as if he had just been shit out of a man's ass.
"... Are you serious?" She then asked him, to which he nodded. "Well, first off, the charity work is done by people, not god. Which is also why we're not discussing the crusades... And those people who say they've been helped by god are delusional. Their precious "God" had nothing to do with it. It's the power of people, not invisible old men up in the sky. They did it themselves, they just can't or won't take responsibility."