School Life

My friends were very surprised that I volunteered to join the tracker program. I told them the main reason why I joined the tracker program, which relieved my friends' surprising nature. The school bell rang for second hour class. My second hour class is called AVICT, which stands for Advanced Via Individual Combat Training. Once again I was late for class and this always makes my AVICT teacher, Mr. Mount. Afterwards he warned me that if my AVICT rank is not above 20 that I would be automatically expelled from the class entirely. Lunch was same old same old, hanging out with my friends. We talked about our class ranks especially Marcus and Jimmy. After lunch was PCE, which stands for Physical Combat Training. Our teacher, Pitbull, separated us into two teams for DodgeRock (not to be confused with DodgeBall). The two teams were popular and unpopular. I was part of the unpopular side. As the game went on, Pitbull decided to join the popular side. Pitbull decided to throw a rock directly at my face, leaving me to go to the Medical Classroom. When the Medical Student, Michael Lopez, told me that I would be fit to run tomorrow, I was stoked. Tomorrow is the day I will be a tracker.