About the book: year / – Two, Kryshkina! – the physical education teacher throws in my direction. - I am Myshkina! – I say almost crying. Two? You mean two? The bell from class rings, the whole class runs away, and I confidently walk towards the teacher. – Stepan Alexandrovich, why “two” again? I completed your task! – I pout my plump lips and look at the thug from under my brows. Our new physical education teacher is completely unfairly threatening to ruin my certificate with a bad grade, and I only have two weeks to correct the situation. But it seems to me more and more that I have chosen the wrong path, trying to prove that even such a plump girl like me can have a solid “A” in physical education»…