“What do you mean our chores?” Jordan said, feeling the need to shout his comment being so far down below.
“I told you last night you have to clean the baseboards in the kitchen and pick up the crumbs,” Sara said
“More stretching, less talking, ladies. Jordan, why aren’t you stretching? Come on, pick it up.” Daniela said with a couple of claps to spurn the girls on further.
Jordan sighed, not seeing exactly why he needed to participate in this, but Daniela had always been a stickler for exercise and proper stretching. Seeing a bunch of empty rooms beside Sara, Jordan figured he would head that way to get a little separation between himself and the class.
“Just great, Jordan. Why didn’t you take any of this Smallara stuff seriously? Now, look at you. You were basically bought by your teenage neighbor and her family.” Jordan said, mumbling quietly to himself as he pondered what his next steps should be. He couldn’t believe he would have to spend the rest of his life like this with Sara.
It was then the floor shook with what sounded like a seismic clap of thunder across the gym floor, which sent Jordan tumbling to the ground. A gust of wind with a level of strength Jordan hadn’t ever felt before kept him pinned to the ground for what felt like minutes but was only several seconds.
Jordan looked about, confused for a few moments, wondering if everyone else was okay when he noticed none of the other girls seemed to notice anything or be phased by the events. Jordan then looked up at Sara, who had a stern look on her face.
“Just where do you think you’re going?” Sara said in a stern whisper as her eyes darted toward her teacher Daniela Sanchez. She was relieved to see she was still on the opposite end of the row, speaking with another one of her classmates.
Jordan was surprised as he looked at Sara’s white Adidas that the force that knocked him down was just a simple light stomp from Sara. Not even enough to cause a ruckus or draw anyone’s attention away from their activities.
“You stay on the floor between my feet where it’s safe. A stray ball, people, horsing around, anything could harm you, and you can’t react fast enough. Besides, look at how small you are, and you don’t need that much space to stretch. An entire basketball team full of people your size could stretch with the amount of space you have.
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