Math Class
"What do You mean by that"? Asked the blonde girl. "Kill yourself". I explained. She Scoffed " Ugh, rude... I Replied "Yes you are". The bell rung. I looked at the school guide. "A few minutes after you arrive at school, it is.a warning bell. Quickly head to Class if you hear this. Another bell will sound after this, you'll be late if you're not in class then. After about an hour, give or take a few minutes, another bell will ring. Then, quickly head to the next room marked on your class schedule".I walked into room B4, and looked at the page titled "Seating" on the guide. "In room B4 you sit in column 3 In the last chair". There was more in that section, but I didn't need it..I looked to my right the blonde idiot from earlier was sitting, and drawing hearts in her notebook. What's the point to that? I could draw ten times better with my eyes closed, she should give up now. I could probably beat her in anything. Well she was a bigger waste if space, and oxygen than me so she has that going for her! I giggled a little at my own joke. It was a joke, but it was true.
"Ugh.... She sighed. "What realized you have nothing to live for"? I asked, laughing loudly. The bell sounded, and the teacher stood up. "Morning students"! She exclaimed just a little too cheerfully. "Today we will be reviewing finding variables on a triangle. No homework just an in-class review". She was a short, chubby, white woman with long caramel hair that came down, almost perfectly straight.
"Shut up freak I can't focus". Said the girl to my right. "Go die I can't stand you". I replied. " Hah, so clever... She said. She was right on that one "I know"! Soon after that class was over, and I was already sick of school.
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