St. Peadrus MacCallion Exchange Program
Period 1: Physical Education
The basketball court was lit up to reveal a stainless court floor and an unblemished interior. Alongside the clear morning sky, this seemed to relax most students who were standing or meandering towards the growing batch. Facing them are two teachers, all of which were vibrant and livened up as the lights shining high.
Thomas MacIver, kind-hearted and cheerful as his radiant blonde hair. Something that female students would admire. A native of Tominthoul, he had grown up with friends that were rowdy and wild in the past. Since then, Thomas had learned to control himself.
Finella MacNeil - brunette, supportive and assertive. Another Tominthoul resident, not much of a surprise when she would tell you. She possesses fists that have seen plenty of fights, and one can say that she is a practitioner of martial arts. Her eyes radiated and burned with determination along with her grin, all with sensational energy; compared to Thomas, you can say she displays it more.
Seeing most students have gathered, Thomas called for their attention, to which Finella thanked him for.
"Now, I understand that we have exchange students in our midst. Awfy exciting to see new faces here," Finella chimed, "I hope you lot have slept well from your way here, because we about to partake activities that'll give your body a nice bolsterin' intake for your physical health, and I don't want ye to stuff your brightest faces on the ground like God has switched your body off.
"Now that introductions have been settled with, it's time to get you lot into the action. To start off, we'll get your legs and body up and awake by joggin' around the court in four laps. Let's head on off, lads and lassies!"
After seeing the students off, Thomas walks up to Finella with a straight mouth.
"Remember, Finella. Tone it down," he persuaded.
"I know, love," she nodded.