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"Joe, just shut your trap! It was the easiest question of all. Let's ask someone who's not a complete disappointment. Let's see uhhh ... Eliot, what's negative bias?" My dorky professor asks.
I snap out of my trance and quickly look down at my sheet... it's blank. Welp imma have to free style it.

"Our brains have something called a negativity bias that makes us remember bad news more than good. To feel balanced, we need at least a five to one ration of good to bad in our lives. So uhh Im sorry I know it's trash,  I wasn't paying attention." I say with a yawn at the end.

"Oh well, Your were right, it's just a very simple put question and answer. Now give an example"
Literally me no think. Wtf my mind is not functioning. I keep on going back to what I saw this morning instead of writing down my stupid teachers notes. He thinks he's Eminem sand raps the whole lecture and by the time I snapped out of my first zone out, we had already written a page and a half of notes. So I just stopped caring.

"Uhhh can I show something on your presenter thingy?" I say while looking through my phone. He eyes me with suspicion but gives in.

"Sure, pass me whatever you want and I'll put it on the projector" I pass him the phone and he reads it to himself first, he snorts and puts it under the projector.

"Sure, pass me whatever you want and I'll put it on the projector" I pass him the phone and he reads it to himself first, he snorts and puts it under the projector

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"This is very true but not only for women it also applies to men. I got all you feminists. Thank you Eliot. see joe, he wasn't even paying attention and he got it right."

"May I go to the restroom?" He nods his head yes. I take my backpack and think of how stupid my teacher is, like why would I need my backpack to go to the restroom? I'm obviously not going back. Anyway I make it to the restroom and splash cold water on my face. I have to get my shit together.
I find my way up to the roof. I lay my sweater on the floor and lay on it. The sky is so beautiful-

"Eliot?" Shit- I thought I was alone. I turn around and see Luke. He's smoking and has a bunch of bottles around him. He looks like shit. I feel sad because I thought he was my friend but everyone was just pretending to be nice, including him.

"Luke. Why did you not talk to me after?"
His eyebrows raise slightly in surprise at how straightforward I was.

"Your nothing special, the only reason why I would continue talking to you is that your cute but king is possessive of you especially when people talk about wanting you, he gets violent and I don't need any more problems added on to the ones I already have." He sounds so monotone. A huge puff of smoke escapes his lips and enter my lungs. I cough and I walk closer to him while swatting away the smoke.

"Get out of here kid. You don't belong in this world" ok rude.

"1. I'm not a kid. I'm only 2years younger than you. 2. I worked my ass off to be in this school and I got in so I belong " I grab his cigarette and throw it away because my asthma can't take it. He shoots up to grab it back but slumps down when he sees it hit the ground.

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