Tori rolled his eyes and readjusted his position. Nobody liked gym and that was a fact, he'd been in high school and hated gym himself. He wasn't some high-school gym teacher trying to get by on making the kids run laps until they passed out. He raised an eyebrow at her and regarded her with the slow beginnings of irritation. Something about the way she was speaking to him told him that she was one to watch with these kids.

"The thing is," he began, "people don't understand the idea of grit, discipline and respect. Kids like these got here on cheap thrills, fast and quick easy money or easy highs and they fall into it because they don't have any determination or long term goals, because 9 times out of 10 they fail to reach them or they just give up on them because they're too far away. Making them run until they cry sucks, but they get to the end. They reach a goal and they do it through perseverance. They learn to respect themselves. It's damn hard and it feels like I'm just trying to run them down lower than they already are but that's because they give up and all their previous gym teachers gave up on them and make them feel sh*t about it. I want to motivate them to start reaching goals, stop skipping class because it's hard and show them that they actually can achieve something. Maybe then they'll start thinking about changing their lives for the better. Sure some people can't be saved, some people flat out won't be saved and some people will fall back, but if I can help just one person start believing in themselves for the better, then I consider what I do a triumph." He looked down and frowned. He hadn't meant to ramble and rant but it was true and he believed in it. Grit was hard to come by and he wanted to at least try to teach it to these kids.