Our Secret

first

i wake up ten minutes before school starts, i turn on mitski and throw on my uniform with pasta stains on. i attempt to pull a brush through my unruly hair but ultimately fail. i check out the window as thunder hits the ground and sigh.

[at school]

i slump down in my seat as everybody ignores me. i check shinniequotes45 and smirk to myself. they don't understand. i roll my eyes as my caoimhoir walks in and berates me about not doing my homework. 'we're just living on a spinning rock, nothing really matters!' i refute angrily. my 'airpods' drop to the ground and disconnect. i watch in horror as my chemical romance blares around the room. they all laugh. they don't understand.

i sleep through maths and geography as nobody wakes me up. the second 12:15 hits i jolt awake. i feel the excitement creep up and decide to change my music from class of 2013 to a slightly happier song, like thunderstruck. i fix my smudged eyeliner and adjust my greasy hair. he walks in. his aura is strong and loving, he beams at the class as he sits down. i wait patiently as he calls the roll. 'sampson?' 'here' i bounce my leg in excitement. 'y/n' 'anseo da-maistir' the guy beside me looks strangely at me but im too happy to notice. he. said. my. name! i stare at his curvy ass and his growing beard as he teaches the class. hes so perfect. 'y/n? cad é an freagra?' i sit up straight in my seat, ive been practicing in duolingo for weeks and have a 50 day streak. 'i-is maith liom bainne!' he looks at me confused, 'not quite' my vision blurs in total shock. h-how was i wrong? this must be a mistake. my vision darkens and my head drops onto the table...