PITY PARTY // BFB FANFIC

class chaos ♡

The tardy bell rings, but I eventually arrive at class, late. 

Room 222, a fucking nightmare. 

I sure wished I was ditching, because this class was pure chaos, the definition even. 

Students were jumping and knocking desks over, throwing paper airplanes and spitballs, screaming and shouting, and just acting like wild animals. 

I quickly take a seat, not wanting myself to get caught up in this mess. I look up at the board, seeing what I had to do today. But it was vandalized with other writing, which was all profanity. I sink my head into my arms, wanting the day to be over already. I honestly couldn't believe I was going to invite all these animals to my party, but guests were required if I wanted my birthday plans to go through. I lift my head from my silent sulking, looking to see if the teacher was anywhere to be seen. 

'There he is!' I say in my head.

The teacher looked half asleep, he has lost all control. He has no power, not anymore. He doesn't even dare do anything, he says nothing, trying to ignore it. It's just fucking boring.

I sigh and turn my head the other way. My eyes meet with two girls, who seem to be having a little "class fight". One of the girls is trying to cut the other girl's petals. The petal girl is kicking and flailing her arms around as any person would do. It seems like she's trying to hit her hands in the other girl's face, but it is ineffective. The petal girl looks me right in the eye, you can see the desire for help, it's written right all over her face. But I just quietly observe, saying nothing.

I take my view off of the petal girl and make my way to the two bullies earlier this morning. Snowball and Blocky... Blocky is holding what seems to be the teacher's mug, and Snowball is putting pills inside of it. 

'They're drugging the fucking teacher.' 

It was specifically sleeping pills, but what was the use of that? The teacher was already half asleep, he would've naturally rested if you gave him some time. But I guess Blocky and Snowball didn't care, as long as they were causing mischief. After plopping the pills in, they walk up to the teacher's desk. Knocking on it to grab his attention. The teacher perks up, with the drowsiest look on his face. Blocky hands him his mug, with a proud look on his face, as if he had accomplished top-notch comedy. The teacher grabs the mug and nods his head as thanks. Snowball and Blocky runoff, snickering underneath their breath. 

The gullible teacher drinks the whole thing in one go, and the guilt of me not doing anything goes over my head. But I knew the consequences if I did. 

With the teacher gone, the chaos continues, and I don't think it'll ever end. To make matters worse, I get hit with a spitball 4 times. But, with the teacher gone...ditching goes on.  

I pack up my things, getting ready to dash out of this shitty room, with all of these shitty students. I walk up to the door and grab the bathroom pass before I go. I open and slam the door shut on my way out. I look both ways before walking down the hall, not wanting to collide with anyone during my escape. I hear all the other classes while I wander around the school, and hear how peaceful and quiet they all sound. If only my class was like this. A room with an angel number sure doesn't act like one.

I finally arrive at the locker area.

This is where I'll be putting all the invitations, that way nobody can miss it. My invitation sending had to have a bit of a delay though, as I see a women walk right up to me. She was the headmistress and stood about 8 feet tall. My heart rate becomes faster, as I have been caught.