I stepped into the bustling classroom, nearly colliding into the doorframe. "Shit!" I cursed under my breath. Being this tall is such a fucking curse. I ducked through the doorway, and took in my surroundings. The teacher sitting at the front of the classroom was one I knew well. "Miss Ellis, heyyy!" I greeted, walking over to the old hag. Ellis had been my sixth grade math teacher, and was well aware of what I got up to and was capable of. "Robinson," She nodded stiffly. I could see the fear in her eyes. Heh. Good.
I headed for the back of the classroom, Leech and Emi close behind me. Damn, this place is loud... these fucking kids, I swear. I sat down at a desk in the corner, my friends staying close. I rested my feet on the table, to the obvious dismay of the teacher. "Man, this place can suck my dick." I muttered, irritated. "I wanna get the fuck outta here."
"Heh, you can say that again," Leech grunted, sniffling like a fucking weirdo. "Shut it, Leech." I snapped, folding my arms.
Suddenly, the morning bell reverberated throughout the classroom. The students went quiet, and the old crone of a teacher stood up to take attendance. At the top of the list was a person named Andreas. Looks like they weren't gonna show. When she got to my name, I lifted my hand. "Here." She got through attendance quickly, then sat back down at her desk. I was already so damn bored. School is worse than being burnt alive then eaten by wild dogs. Outta nowhere, some kid bursts in through the door. Short motherfucker, pretty chubby. They start apologizing to the teacher like they just broke some sort of huge rule instead of just being late to class.
You'd think this kid would have a lisp with how they looked and acted, but their voice was actually pretty high. The most noticeable part about them, though, was their bright orange hair. Shit must be dyed, no way it's natural. Motherfuckers' got a whole color scheme goin' on here, huh? They adjusted the pile of books and papers in their arms, then hurried towards me. Huh? I wasn't paying attention, why're they coming over here?
A thought formed in my head as they sat down in the desk right in front of me. This kid seems pretty easy to pick on, funny too. Everyone else here is boring, so why not? I leaned forward, and whispered to the newbie, "psst! I like your hair." I snickered. "Hm? Oh, thank you!" They smiled awkwardly, clearly not understanding that I was making fun of them. They hunched back over in their seat. What a fuckin' idiot. Emi snorted at the interaction, looking up from her phone for once. I gave her a fake-angry look, tipping back in my chair.
Class took forever to end, but when it did I was so relieved. I was getting outta here, and fast. No more school for me, no matter what that old man says. I hopped out of my chair, nearly knocking the desk over. "Cool it, man!" Leech snorted, shoving me playfully. "Oh, fuck off. Go smoke some weed somewhere." I joked as I exited the classroom. I looked back at that person that had sat in front of me, and smiled. This kid is SO fucked.
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Allure - OC x OC story
RomanceAndreas is a new student at Cherryheart High. They are placed in the seat near Flynn in advisory class, and they stand out to Flynn, but not in the way you'd expect. They target Andreas, and start off bullying them. But when Flynn develops a soft sp...
