Manufactured Misfortune/Day1 Gym With Emily
You make your way outside and head for the gym. For reasons you fail to understand it sits in the back corner of the school grounds, making it quite a walk to reach. Due to this gym classes ran into the next period and all the students leaving arrived fifteen minutes after their next class starts. As you walk you see the current class out on the football field while a few of your classmates sit in the stands.
Before long you reach your destination and head inside for the locker room. You change into your standard athletic clothes, a sleeveless grey t-shirt and black running shorts, and leave out the door at the back of the room leading directly outside. You would've entered through there, if not for the fact the door only opens from the inside unless you have a special key. An interesting design flaw of the building was that while the doors for both locker rooms leading outside were right next to each other, their hinges were on the opposite sides.
Which leads to instances like today, where just as you exit the locker room someone leaves the other, and you both walk right into each other.
SMACK
You collide, your chin hitting their forehead, and you're both caught off guard enough to fall backwards flat on your asses. As you sit there rubbing your chin the other person speaks up.
"Nice going there, Ron."
You look up and see Emily sitting across from you, rubbing her forehead while giving you a teasing smirk. Like you she's wearing her athletic clothes, a plain white t-shirt and those little blue shorts she's so fond of. Remembering her lack of bra you glace at her chest and instantly zero-in one her pert little boobs filling out the shirt nicely and the outline of her nipples clearly visible atop them. You look away and quickly pick yourself up, wiping off some dirt before helping your sister to her feet.
"Sorry Em, didn't see you coming."
"Are you sure you weren't just trying to sneak a peek in the locker rooms?"
She gives you a knowing look as you both make your way to the stands where the others are gathering.
"I could say the same thing about you. After all, I didn't hear any doors while changing so you could've been lying in wait for all I know."
"Shut up!" she laughs while hitting you on the arm.
You continues to talk and occasionally tease each other as you sit on a blench. Soon the rest of your class arrives and Ms. June, the very attractive, unmarried 25 year old woman who served as your gym teacher, blew her whistle and sent the other class back to the gym to change. As they left the field she turned to the stands and waved every down. You and Emily, having always been very close from siblings your age, stuck by one another's side.
"Good afternoon, everyone!" she began. "Today I'm in a good mood so here's the game plan: I'm gonna name some activities and you're going to vote on what we'll be doing this class. Out here you can play some soccer or do some running over on the track. Inside there's volleyball and dodgeball, or you can do some gymnastics with a partner. If you have a different idea, speak now and I'll let you know. The weather's nice today, so I'll give extra consideration if it's an outdoor activity."
Everyone broke into conversation on what to pick. After a minute a tall blonde boy spoke for the class.
What's the winner?