3 Empty Seats, a Burgatley Rewrite

CHAP 3, Riley's Perspective

CHAPTER 3
DISNEY TALE

After a little less than 2 grueling hours of watching some Disney movie, class was over. I genuinely don't know why class was so long today. I think the 6th graders were having some sort of assembly? Maybe that's why class was longer? God, I don't know, it doesn't matter. Me and Will basically rush out of class. I mean, come on, we have English next. And our teacher is relatively nice. She needs a break. As we walk down the hall, we narrowly avoid that stypid bleach blonde, Roule. Roules basically been annoying Will and I for maybe 3 years now? smells bad, too. Either way, our next class will be English.

And yet, even with my efforts to avoid Roule, we ALWAYS run into him. And almost on command, we heard a simple 'ahem' come from behind us.
"Seriously? Already? We're what, 2 hours into the day, and you're already gonna come at me?" I groaned, whipping around. Slightly covering Will.
"Yeah! Why not? Couldn't mess with you earlier, after all." Roule laughed. And of course, his little friend of his, Monty, or whatever, was behind him, looking between him and I.
"Screw off, dude, we gotta get to class." I snarled lightly, stepping back. Will slowly nodded along.
"Nnn.. nah." Roule took a few steps forward, placing a hand on my shoulder. I jolted. His eyes were way too bright for his face. They almost.. glowed.
"Listen up, gay boy, I think that you and your little buddy—" he motioned to Will "—forget that I run this place." (He doesn't, really.) Roule spoke calmly.
"Roule, uh, do we really have to be late to class again? I don't wanna get another lunch detention." Monty muttered, lightly nudging Roule in the ribs.
"Oh, yeah, sure, go ahead and run along. Hey, restricts me less." Roule shrugged, before turning back to me. I gave Monty some sort of glance that was supposed to read dude-don't-let-him-kill-me, but judging on his reaction, I think he read it more like a mf-I'm-gonna-choke-you , because he took a hesitant step or two back. Roule smiled.
"Roule, come on, save it for after school.. that uh, gives you plenty of time to beat him up! Yeah?" Monty chortled, elbowing him harder in the ribs. Roule yelped, turning to Monty. Snarling.
"Fine. But come after school time, I'm not waiting anymore." Roule snarled, before pacing off. Will turned to me.
"Hey, uh, Riley?" Will suddenly spoke.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I gotta go get some papers signed, so I uh, g-gotta run off.. cya!" And he LEFT ME with this guy.

"..." Monty and I locked eyes. After all of that, neither of us walked off, leaving us together.
"... so." Monty mumbled.
"He's uh, he's an ass, isn't he?" I asked, jokingly.
"... yeaaah. Hey. Wait. Don't I know you?" Monty inquired, pointing at me for some reason.
"Huh? Oh! Yeah, didn't we have like.. math together last year?" I cocked my head to the side as I spoke. Monty smiled.
"Yeah. I think I had English with uh, your friend right there. Last year." He finally remembered. Monty shook his pointed finger up and down as he spoke.
"Yeah, I uh, remember that." Not for good reasons, though.
"He always used to complain about you always asking for the answers." I decided to be completely honest.
"Oh, did he? My bad." Monty sounded shocked, for some reason.
"Nah nah, it's probably fine. What class do you have next?" I asked.
"Oh, uh, English." He responded.
".. so do I. And so does Will." I sneered. How could he forget? We've been in the same class for what, a month or two now?
"Oh! Cool, dude."
"..."
"Yeah." I broke the 2 second silence.
"Well, I'll see you there?" Monty asked
"Yeah, I guess so." I replied.

As we walked off, I paced much more quickly forward, in hopes that I won't have to have another conversation with him.
That conversation was..
boring, to say the least. I pulled out my phone, and texted Will.

WILL YOU LITTLE — Me, 10:53
YOU LEFT ME ALONE WITH HIM?? — Me, 10:53

I typed angrily as I walked, but got no response. As I made it to English, Will was already there. Of course. I sat next to him, and told him about it.

"...and he FORGOT we were in this class?" Will asked.
"YES! Somehow!" I exclaimed, slamming my fist into the table. Monty walked in, and spotted me. Lightly waving. And of course, by command, he sat infront of Will. As always. He's been sitting there for months, and yet he forgot. Me and Will exchanged glances, before giggling a bit. It's just so funny to me. He forgot? Seriously?

Roule isn't in this class, thankfully, so class went on without problem. Sure, now that Monty remembered we were in the class, he was asking Will for the answers all over again, but still! Class didn't suck today. The English teacher needs a break. Seriously.

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