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I always hated when the teacher didn't stop teaching even after school was over. Isn't 2 hours on a stretch is enough? This was the 4th class, so this meant that I have been studying for 8 hours and still teachers think that we need to study more. Really?

"Alright you may go now, but there are holidays ahead so I am pretty sure that you all will have enough time". The teacher announced.

'Ugh...Here we go again' I thought in my mind. With the sound that the class made, I was pretty sure that the rest of the class had the same thought as me.

"You all will complete those 2 modules you have in your school bag." Smiling she ended.

"What?"

"No! You can't do that"

"What? But you cant make us do that all, there are more than 250 questions in one module." a raven-haired boy asked the teacher with an irritated face.

The teacher looked him straight in the eyes and then looked at the class, she smirked "well and you also have more than 500 minutes." And stating that, she left.

As I packed my bag, my friend, Arora, came and sat beside me. "I Just simply Hate her"

I scoffed, "Yeah, Tell me more."

"I mean what does she think of herself?"

"I don't know, probably a wicked ass witch teacher."

"It may be true but don't say it out loud the teacher's pet is just 1 row behind us."

"He already left"

Really?

Mmm

Then that teacher is pure evil, I mean who can't just hate her, what does she think, we will have to do anything she says? If she asked to jump in the well we would? I mea-

"whos jumping in a well? If Arora is then I wouldn't want to miss the show." Damian entered our classroom as we both turned our heads to look at him.

"Hilarious" Arora countered with a fake laugh.

"Hi, Dan. what's up?"

"Our teacher gave us homework for a fucking holiday."

"Say no more", I said as I finished packing my bag." well I'm done, let's go."

All three of us exit the school and went to Arora's car. SHe didn't know how to drive of course, but her parents were rich. It was a surprise that she wasn't spoilt. Her parents were not too strict but they didn't pamper her even though she was an only child to her parents.

When we were seated she asked the driver to drive.

I called my mom to that I will be coming late today. Damian on the other hand couldn't even if he wanted to. His parents died when he was young but young enough to remember the scene, So He was allowed to study at school without paying fees because he really was a bright student. So he basically doesn't get a really awesome place to stay. That was the reason most of the nights he spent were in my, Evan, or Arora's house. 

We reached her house and went straight to the kitchen.

"Oh My GOD!" Dan exclaimed with eyes so big that they might fall. I smiled while following his gaze in the fridge. 

"Oh My GOD!" His and my face looked almost the same.

"Oh my God," The third and the fourth 'oh my god' came coincided with the voice of Arora and her mom. But their expression didn't match ours. 

"Get the fuck away from that fridge" 

"Why? is there a bomb in those delicious things.?" we both snickered

"Get back now, or your ass will stay right fucking there in that little compartment Because I spent a huge amount of time, and also that was supposed to be a fucking surprise for you two." That came from Arora's mom, Vanessa. You would be surprised to hear those beautiful sinful words come from a 'mom' but after all those years we have become really close, well we may be too close.

"Well, I loved the surprise!" I said genuinely but still not removing eyes from the food that lay ahead.

"Get. Back. Now"

That was a bit dangerous so we both groaned and stepped back. 

Happy now?" I said sarcastically.

"Very.'' She replied amused. I looked her dead in the eyes. I ran took the packet of chips she liked the best and went straight to Arora's room which was on the upper floor.

"Happy Now?" I shouted from above. There was no sound telling me that I won.




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