For the Physical Education final, we played soccer. Thankfully, I was on the same team as Jake, a jock, and Neil, who's just good at everything. We got graded on our participation, skill level, and kicking accuracy. I'm sure the kid who kicked the ball into the place where it should of hurt, had I been a guy, got full points.

Several boys winced. I guess the impact had sounded really bad, and Taki cried out what he thought was my name in a voice that held all the agony I should have been in.

"Oh, God." I moaned, faking as best I could. "It hurts. It hurts. Dear God in heaven. It burns."

"Tough it out, Smith." The coach shouted from the sidelines. "Are you a man or not?"

I smiled secretly to myself and continued playing.