I Trampled over my friend as we piled into the disgusting and horrifying gym. I climbed on the bleachers and almost fell. I felt the bleachers as I screamed inside with pain because a spot on the bleachers felt rough, almost like alligator skin.
I saw the kids so happily excited and bouncing up and down to do fitness Friday. I could see Lulu jump roping. Her glorious flips and tricks. I looked over at Bob as he was struggling to pick up the eight pound weight.
As I walked over by the girls locker room I could smell the wonderful scent of lime coconut. When I went over by John I could smell the stench of sweat. Riley was failing horribly at dance dance revolution.
I peeked out of the corner of my eye to realize that I saw Tom sprinting and jumping on the exercise balls. As Mrs. Hammer blew her bright yellow whistle at him demanding him to use the equipment properly.