𝗦𝗠𝗢𝗞𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗚𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗦! adam reed

RULE 7! adam would play dumb and pretend not to know whenever

﹙SMOKE SIGNALS ★﹚

I SLUMPED INTO THE DESK!

adam rolled his eyes. "could you be any louder?"

"yeah, if i screamed into your fucking ear drums." i glared.

"i hope you get set on fire."

"i'd stop drop and roll."

"you're the most unfunny person i've ever met."

"says you."

"i want you to explode. like you're genuinely so annoying."

"then stop fucking talking to me!"

adam laid his head against the desk, trying to sleep.

"adam. you got the homework?" i whispered to him.

he groaned. "please leave me alone."

"someone's a negative nancy."

"stop fucking talking to me. your voice is annoying me. it's gonna cause nightmares."

"i bet you have dreams about me."

adam didn't respond.

"i love tory nichols, she's so fine." i thought out loud, staring at the blank sheet of homework on my desk.

looking at it made my head hurt.

like my brain was empty.

which, it probably was.

"are you attracted to her because she's an asshole, like you?" adam questioned with a grin.

"shut the fuck up before i tell that kid to eat you." i pointed at a boy seated a few feet away.

"the one eating his own ear wax?"

"yes. i'm gonna tell him to eat your ass."

"there's something really wrong with you. you should go get checked out."

"i'm just living my life. you're just sensitive!"

"how am i sensitive?"

"i don't know. because you're stupid."

"you make no sense. i'm going to sleep."

i rolled my eyes, and tapped my fingers along the desk.

"hey, adam-" i began once more, and he launched up.

"shut up!" he complained, basically shouted.

the entire nosey class immediately turned around to look.

adam rolled his eyes, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"damn." i said, holding back laughter.

he stared down at his desk.