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Those Times Were The Worst

Scott Lee, a fourteen-year old boy that attended Oakleaf Redwood High School. He was in the eighth grade where a bunch of students repeated, but overall were nice.
One of the people that he associated with greatly was his best friend, Tristan Lamber. He was a fifteen-year old boy with black hair and caramel brown eyes. You would see him wearing hoodies and khaki pants around the school, but you could recognize him by his black hair.

Scott Lee had cream hair from the top, but halfway at the bottom, his hair was chocolate brown to the tips, his hair looked airbrushed, in a way. He had bright yellow eyes that were very noticeable behind his rimmed glasses.
He would be seen wearing long or short sleeved shirts, V-necks, polos, or any type of shirt with a simple design on them. He would also be seen wearing green camo pants with brown shoes at the bottom, mostly looking like a tennis player.

Today he was wearing a blue jacket that was somewhat oversized past his hips. He had on black pants with white splotches all over them. His hair was also messy, as usual, as he doesn't bother to fix it when he goes to school, or anywhere in the neighborhood for that matter.

He was busy at his locker putting away some books and papers that he got from his previous classes. Once he was done with that, he began to look for his books that he needed for his upcoming class, that was the second to last class of the day.

Scott wouldn't say that he enjoyed school, but he liked interacting with people there, he also liked to see exciting things that happened during the school day, whether it be in class or in the halls.

He remembers that during the start of the year, he was very shy and insecure, because he thought that people would judge him about how he looked and acted. He has gotten over that now, as he understood that many kids have gone through that kind of struggle of trying to fit in with kids their age. Scott sooner or later began opening up to people, which is how he met his best friend, Tristan.

He felt pretty comfortable around the school by now, doing his daily routine of classes and chatting with people here and there. He kind of keeps up with his school work, sometimes missing the deadlines of homework and sometimes getting trouble with projects, but other than that, everything seemed to be fine with his life, just as it is at this moment.

Well, until he heard a peculiar voice that he wished he didn't want to hear....

Scott's POV

Where is that dumb Science Textbook!? I always keep my locker organized yet I can never find ANYTHING in here!

The school should really put different sections in lockers for different subjects.
Or even better, make us walk to class with our backpacks!

But, I know that I'm asking too much from the school, and plus, I would not like to spend the rest of my days with back pain.

I keep digging through my locker, hoping in some way shape or form that the textbook will just magically appear right in front of my eyes.
Now that would just be luck right there!

Just then, my hand is grabbing onto something bulky, and the only thing that would be that bulky in my locker is....
The Science Textbook!
Hallelujah!

I was looking everywhere for you! Where were you hiding!?
Oh well, now that I found you I can get on with my boring day of classes with no interruption whatsoever-

"Well...well...well...look who we have here!"

I stopped dead in my tracks, holding the book in my hand firmly and not moving a muscle.
I did not want to hear those words, neither wanted to hear that voice....