Ours- Yandere!Logicality, Book 3 (Sanders Sides)

= CHAPTER ELEVEN - My Uncles Are Kinda Assholes (JOE) =

:October 1st, XX46; Tuesday.

:NEW WORLD.

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Joe slumped down in his usual study hall seat right next to Sage, the two of them having just came over there from lunch. They both got out their computers and shared a dissatisfied look.

"I'm so bored of school today," Sage complained. "I just wanna go home. I also can't stop thinking about astrology-related shit today."

"Well, that's not surprising," Joe chuckled. That was really all he ever talked about sometimes, not that Joe minded. He liked listening to people rant about their interests, especially his best friend. "What's going on lately that's making you think about it?"

"Apparently I might learn something new about one of my friends near the end of this week... it's not supposed to be good or bad, just new. You're not hiding anything from me, are you, Joe?" Sage smirked, doing air quotes on the italicized word.

Joe chuckled, and then his mind turned to Remy. Right... Sage didn't know Joe could talk to ghosts yet. Was that a sign Joe should just tell him now?

"Hah... no, I mean I don't think I am, at least. Could be anything, anyone."

"True."

The bell rang, which meant the two had to start working, though the supervisor of their study hall hadn't shown up to the classroom yet. Joe went on his Google Classrooms page, and remembered he had math homework that was due next period. He glanced up- right, supervisor wasn't in yet. He turned to Sage.

"You busy?" Joe asked.

"I'm busy tapping my pencil against my leg because I have nothing else better to do, why?"

"I forgot to do my math homework and I don't feel like doing it alone," Joe smiled sheepishly. Sage rolled his eyes.

"We're not even in the same math class, you're in the smarter one. What makes you think I can help?"

"Hey, being in Algebra 3 instead of Honors Pre-Calc doesn't make you dumb. Come on, just give it a look."

"Algebra 3 and Pre-Calculus are very different. And you're in honors. You're special."

"Honors doesn't make me special. Can you at least check that my handwriting is legible?"

"Fine, I can do that, sure."

Joe went and did his math homework for about half an hour, which took up most of his 45 minute period. He was surprised he got it done so quick, but the teacher had been slightly nicer to them than usual and gave them all less homework than they usually received. Sage said that if he could read it, the teacher could read it, so Joe shoved the paper into his bag and marked the assignment as done on Google Classrooms. By then, the study hall supervisor had actually arrived, so he quickly asked to go to the bathroom so he could un-fog his mind from the math.

He got out of the classroom and walked across the hall to the men's restroom, being briefly reminded of the time he got a skirt for Christmas and only wore it once because the feeling he got from it was too confusing. Upon entering the bathroom, he immediately came face to face with Remy and his husband.

"Hey, kid."

Joe blinked a few times at him- why was he following him around now? Was that what was happening?- and quickly looked towards all the other stalls to try and decipher if they were all empty or not.

"Oh, chill out, you're alone in here. No other living beings."

"...Uh, hi, then."

"We'll leave if you actually need to go but I'm assuming you just wanted to get out of class, right?"