Chapter 3

If I thought I had any hope of pretending to run the laps,I was wrong.Butch stood at the open door of the gym,watching me out of the corner of her eye even as she watched the rest of the class set up the nets so that the class could play in four teams.No doubt the winning two teams would go on to play each other and,as Butch would say:show us how it’s done.

I was only halfway around my second lap,practically puking up a lung when Peter appeared beside me.

He flipped around to run backwards with a devilish smile on his face that made his tanned face even more handsome than usual.Don’t get me wrong.I have no romantic feelings towards him,but if his best friend can’t notice how gorgeous he is,what right do any other girls have?

Peter was a stereotypical pretty boy with tanned skin,blonde hair that always seemed to sit in a superman swirl,and a rocking body that could put an underwear model to shame.