Substitute? Yeah, it was just another gym class. We were doing volleyball. The Evil Orange Ball hasn't been active lately. I'm too smart to think that it has given up just yet. So I was just playing volleyball with my partner, and out of nowhere, an (evil) purple ball shoots through the air and strikes someone in the head. It rolled over to me, and I kicked it. I don't know if The Evil Orange Ball is still trying to get rid of me and people, but all I know is that I now have to watch out for The Evil Purple Ball too. Who knows what'll happen next.
Every Person For Themselves Today I went to gym class. The Evil Orange Ball returned again, like it always does. So here is how this one went: There was a rumor spreading that our class would have to run the mile. I had found out that the rumor was false by the time I arrived to class. So instead, we played a game that resembled the ways of baseball. Since I hated my friends, that made them a bigger target since they lost their only form of defense. Me, minding my own buisiness. Them, talking about the normal stupid stuff. I had a strong desire to walk over there and slap them and demand that they pay attention. But its not like I actually cared if they were or not. I just hate losing. One of them went up to hit the ball. The Evil Orange Ball is thrown. Strike one. It is thrown again. Strike two. And just when I thought it couldn't get any better. Strike three. In the face. Same results for other 2, just not in the face (unfortunately). It was my turn. I went up to the base, and waited until the Evi
Wrath of The Evil Orange Ball Once again, I believed this would be an ordinary gym class, but I was so wrong. This was an unforgetable and embarrassing experience. I was playing a game in gym class, and all of a sudden it hit me! The Evil Orange Ball returns! Striking everyone in it's way. I dodged most of the attacks, but that was just me. My ninja skills could never compare to those of a normal person. It hit about 10 kids. One girl was really hurt, she got hit in the face. Showing no sign guilt, The Evil Orange Ball strikes another one of it's victims. My friend. She wasn't hurt, but in a rage, her face turned red and she wanted to take it and throw it out the door. But of course it'll come back and probably hit her in the face. When class ended, I kicked The Evil Orange Ball into the corner of the gym. Teaches him not to mess with me.
War with The Evil Orange Ball Today in gym class, we played a game. We had to use these sticks and try and knock down the opposite bowling pin with a ball. But it wasn't any ordinary ball, it was The Evil Orange Ball! We used the whole gym for this game, so there was lots of space to dodge attacks. It was class against class because we have two classes in gym. Though we did girls from one class against the girls from the other class. We whipped that ball's butt, and of course we had a little help from the boys. So when the game started, I go and wham that thing. It tried to turn back and hit me but another person already hit it. One person hit it over to my side, I hit it back. Back and forth it went. When our turn was over, the boys started. The Evil Orange Ball was dead. So were a lot of the boys. About ten of them got it in the face. The ball flew to us and almost hit one of my classmates in the face. But she kicked it away. Soon, it was our turn. I hit it alo
The Evil Orange Ball Returns It was just another gym class. But there was something about this class that made it not so ordinary. The Evil Orange Ball returned. My friend and I made sure that The Evil Orange Ball wouldn't get any closer than 4 feet without getting wacked. This plan worked. When it came closer than 4 feet, one of us hit it. Hitting the ball with enough force to send it flying. If you were the Evil Orange Ball, you'd probably be hurt badly. Trying to hit us, missing and up again. The Evil Orange Ball fails to hit us. Then all of a sudden, almost at the speed of light, nearly hitting my friend in the face, (again) the Evil Orange Ball flies. She wacked that thing good, I mean you should've seen it, fly half way across the gymnasium. She hit it so hard, that it went into the supply closet. It flew into a cart of basketballs. And that was the end of The Evil Orange Ball for this gym class.