tiring - pico x gf x keith (Discontinued)

Chapter 13

WHEN WILL THIS TESTING EVER END?!?!?!? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA okay i'm done screaming now..

hope you enjoy this or make fun of it, cause it's gonna be shit i made up during testing..

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Fura's POV

I sat down, and rolled my chair up to the desk, drawing some, waiting for the room to fill up. I came early like always. Have to. About half an hour later, everyone started storming in. Someone walked up to me. "Woah- did you dye your hair? It looks pretty." They spoke. "oh? the way you saw me before, it was dyed then..thank you.." I replied. They asked a few more questions. "no, you may not hold my gun." I replied. They seemed disappointed. "Just, uhm..watch over the class for me kid." I spoke, handing them a small pin. They nodded, and i got up, walking out. I leaned against the wall, taking a bit of my hair, and looking at it. A gentle orange. My hair was much softer than usual..guess the dye made it stiff, or something. Can't wait to find out my hair was dyed the entire time.

I pulled out my keys, and unlocked the door, walking out of the building. I went over to the large tree, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. I pulled one out, and grabbed my lighter. I lighted said cigarette, putting the box away. I put the cigarette between my lips, and sat there for a while, just smoking. I cooled down on drinking. So i guess that's fine. 

I sighed, looking off into the distance. I gripped the cigarette in my hand after a while, and threw it, it turning into smoke. just simple, grey smokey air. I then walked inside, and back to my room. I sat down, sighing. Three kids walked up to me, after slamming open the door. "What do you want?" I answered, getting aggravated. Those fucks again. 

"We got a bad grade on a test. Fix it." They demanded. They handed me three papers, and i looked at it. I grabbed an answer sheet, and faced the papers away from them, quickly making sure which answer was wrong. "Sorry kids, I'm not doin' it. You get what you get, or fix it." I growled, giving them their papers back, putting the answer sheet away. "Do it, or lose your job." The shortest demanded. "and for what?" I asked, grabbing out some papers. They started spitting out reasons, and i checked on the papers. "Sorry little fucks, I'm afraid none of that can get me fired, according to these papers the principal gave me. Call the cops on me, well..guess you're getting expelled for false claims, and wasting an officers time, away from someone that really needs help." I spoke.

The class was dead silent, watching this situation. I was thrown a pin, and i caught it. "Thank you, Ria." I spoke. "You're welcome!" Ria shouted from the back. I threw the pin in a drawer. "Let me see those damn papers." One of the three demanded. "No." I replied. "NO." I shouted, standing up. I was punched in the face by the tallest one, the other two stepping back. Everyone started shouting. "SOMEONE GET THE STAFF!" I shouted. Someone immediately got up, and ran out. The three tried to run for it, but i grabbed them all, and threw them down. I guarded the door. "oh, you aren't going ANYWHERE." I shouted.

After a while, i opened the door, and staff came running in, trying to hold them down, as they were STILL trying to beat me up. 

They let me go home early today. 

I opened the door, and shut it behind me. I walked over to the couch, and sat down. I buried my face in my hands, and tried not to cry. I heard my phone buzzing like shit crazy, so i grabbed it. Keith was calling me. I answered. "hi there." I tiredly greeted. "you alright? I heard about what happened at the college." He replied. I thought about it. "I'm..okay.." My voice was shaky as hell. "you sure? I'm coming over there." He spoke. I heard shuffling. "no- no, it's okay, you don't have to." I replied. "no- I'm going over there! besides, the other two are at work." he spoke. He then hung up. I dropped the phone down on the table.