Bad watches as the teacher explains what they have to do. Greek mythology. Didn't they do that in middle school? Gosh, they are repeating stuff. How little do they teach?
"Get in groups with your tables. No skeppy, you can not move to your friends group.", the teacher looks straight at him.
"Why would I want to move?", skeppy asks. The teacher looks confused, she looks at the girls then at skeppy. She hums.
Bad grabs his notebook, he has to write am essay all about the Greek God or Goddess his group decided on. Then a poster. Because the outside of the class need to be decorated, apparently. Bad doesn't know why he has to do that. I mean, he likes drawing, but not when he's ordered to.
"Okay, so we will do the easy part, which is the poster and you do the essay, or the hard part.", one of the girls say. Her friend agreeing with her.
"Why would you make him do the hard part?", skeppy defends bad. Which is unexpected, ever since wilbur said he was obsessed with bad... bad sees it now. Has he always been like this?
"Hes smart, everyone else isn't that smart.", she is right. Bad is smarter then other people, without even trying. Well in harder subjects, he tries a bit.
"Well if he has to do that. I'll help him.", skeppys ex scoffs. She continues talking about what Greek God they'll be doing. They all agree with some Goddess which isnt really known.
"Alright then, ill start doing some research on her,", bad finally talks. Which is a bad desicion, because the two girls start giggling. Probably at his high pitched voice.
"You havent hit puberty at age eighteen! What happened to you!", bad rolls his eyes. This happens with his family. It's expected.
"He literally has hit puberty, plus who cares about what he sounds like. Your voice is annoying but I don't say anything.", skeppy smiles sarcasticly..
"Whatever. You sound like a twelve year old boy!", she groans.
"When I talk to you.", what does that even mean?
Bad grumbles to himself, when can they stop fighting for once? Bad takes out his laptop, looking for websites that talk about the Goddess they are talking about. He finds a few things that look promising, he favorites the sites before packing up for his next class, science. Which is okay, he's the teachers favorite, but it's just an annoying class overall.
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Bad walks to the gym. After changing. They have a free day. Usually he goes on his phone. Today is not an exception. He's just scrolling through whatever keeps him busy, until someone walks up to him. They have the schools gym uniform and some black vans.
Bad looks up. He sees skeppy just standing there. Awkward. Skeppy smiles,"Hi! You're Darryl right?"
"Yep, your skeppy.", bad nods, watching and skeppy smiles even more.
"Yea, you can call me zak. But I was wondering if you wanted to go to my house, for the English project..", skeppy awkwardly shuffles his weight between his feet.
"Sure, what time should I be there?"
"Oh, any time is fine. If it's okay, the two girls are going to be there aswell. Can I have your number?", bad nods, handing skeppy his phone, so skeppy can add his number in bads contacts.
"Can you text me, just to make sure?", skeppy agrees, texting something quickly and sending it. Causing bads phone to ding.
Bad checks his phone.
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Fanfiction#1 in minerrant(I messed up the name :(( ) #197 in skephalo!! 3/21/23 100 VIEWS YIPPEE Bad would say he was kind of a loner, he didn't mind obviously. He liked being alone. It was calming for him, no one to talk to, and get in trouble. He was a teac...
