You walked into the locker room, setting your bag down on the bench. Gym was your least favorite class. Not because of the exercising or the bitchy teacher you had. It was because of Ravenna or Rav if you were close to her. She would constantly pick on you. You never knew why. But a lot of people would say she had a crush on you, but she always denied it with a look of disgust on her face. Although you noticed she would blush lightly. It could of been a blush of embarrassment though but it did made you think if she did like you.