“Be with someone whose love is consistent.”
…
— Elizabeth —
“Good morning, Students…” A tall, well-shaved man made his way into our class.
“Good morning, Sir.”
“I’m Edward Elgar. Your P.E. teacher.”
The class erupted in oohs and uh-hs, just as I’d expected.
“P.E.?” I stared questioningly at Evie. I thought seniors didn’t have to be involved in sports unless they wanted to—right?
“I know what you’re thinking. P.E. shouldn’t be compulsory for seniors. Only… it is now—at Holland's High.”
“But, Sir—”
“Wait, wait… You all don’t have to be involved on the field. Some of you can be cheerleaders, while those interested in other sports—like football, basketball, rugby, and all—are welcome to see Coach Denmark.”
“Is it compulsory, Sir?” A blonde-haired girl stood up, asking the exact ques
