Short story;

Twice

A/n
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I didn't expect my friend to actually be on time.

She comes running towards me, with her bag hanging on her right shoulder. When she reaches me, she puts her hands on her knees and pants. Her bag glides down her arm.

She releases her hand for a moment to let the bag fall on the ground.

"You really tried huh?" I laugh, "Come on, let's go."

She doesn't make an attempt to move, "Sorry- wait a moment..."

"Yeah," she says after a few moments, having stopped breathing so heavily. "Okay, c'mon!"

We walk to school and I am annoyed by the fact that we are, yet again, the last to join our class.

As I walk past the students to reach the far side of the class, my assigned seat, someone stretches their foot out and I trip. I slam my hands on two desks to grab myself and not fall. I hear a snicker and watch the floor as I see the foot retreat to its owner.

Who happens to be my rival.

"Well, fuck you," I say, "Fuck you."

They grimace and I suddenly have a very strong urge to hit them with like- a chair.

But I contain my anger, knowing how much more power I'd hold in comparison to them. I smile and push myself to my feet again.

I throw my rug sack back over my shoulder and ruffle really short through their hair, to mess it up, before quickly sprinting off to my own table so they don't have the opportunity to do something back.

Their friends laugh at them and they blush, putting their hair back in the correct position.

"Silence, now, thank you," the teacher says. She seems in a grumpy mood.

"What class do we have?" I ask to the guy next to me, after turning towards him.

"We're in English, what d'you mean?" He responds. I answer: "Then why do we have her?"

"Substitute I guess."

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After two hours of doing nothing in class, I start to get bored. I look over at the teacher's desk and see her busy in her phone as well as the school computer.

The guy next to me, who I have not took the effort to learn his name, is half studying and half gaming.

There is a bit of noise, mostly talking, keyboards and the sound of pens on paper, but it's not too loud. I look over to the seat where my friend's supposed to be sitting. I don't see her.

I stand up to get a better view and she comes in sight. I look back over at the teacher and then walk towards my friend. I softly jam my hands on her table and say, "Hi!"

She startles and looks at me, "Don't you see I was busy?" She looks quite irritated but a small laugh is coming through.

"Sure."