My eyes open slowly, sore of my surroundings and unaware of where I am. My body is completely numb, almost like I'm in a completely different body and my brain has yet to react to such changes. The smell of sterile needles and lavender fill the room as I try to comprehend everything around me. "Where...the hell... am I?" Is the words I barely utter, as my teeth don't even feel real. Nothing feels real and the numbing pain, along with a dead crippling headache threatens to put me to sleep again. I try to remember what did this to me, but the pain is too unbearable and thus I fall victim to a fading black hue.
And I finally got my answer.
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The day was Monday and of course with a Monday in April, this can only mean one thing.
S A T
Thankfully though, we finished them.
The hallways of the school were pretty much empty of chatter and filled with classroom tension that you could feel released as soon as that bell rang.
So now we were walking back from our classes to meet up at each other's lockers to talk about how scary those finals were. This of course means that you get to meet the homies.
"Ayo Reg, you had the bug eyes working on yours, you okay?" I nudge his shoulder with my elbow as a sign of me teasing him.
Reggie turns to look me dead in the eyes with a scary but sheepish grin." "No, I didn't, you were staring too hard. Wait so I have two questions. One, why were you looking at me while working on his final? And two, refer to the first one."
Well I sucked balls at trigonometry so I collected myself in a humorous manner. "I uh, I had a hard time staying focused because I paid attention like half the time."
A familiar deep voiced fellow with a tall and slender stature approaches us casually. "Me too, to be honest."
"Ayo Cylice, what's the deal?"
This is Cylice and Reggie, they're basically my closest friends in this weirdo school. If we were all born by the same mother it honestly would've been the best experience in my life.
"Yo what's up?"
"How did you do on yours?"
He holds his organizer in one hand and he puts a hand behind his head with the other. "Not too bad I don't think, though with these SATs you just never know how you truly do."
"Hell yeah, you'll be on a roll thinking that you did great and then as soon as those test numbers come back, boom. Did you study the tips on the notes?"
"Yeah. I mean we took notes for like half the class every day. We were pretty much writing essays and stuff man, like entire books." He sighs.
"How was the science one Reg?" He turns to Reg.
"Eh it was alright. The questions weren't too bad but there was this one question she had that just confused the fuck out of me?" Reggies eyes widen with confusion and fear.
"Oh you mean the ONE?!" I exaggerate in a deeper voice.
"Why are you calling it the one?"
"Because the minute I saw it, my entire life flashed before my eyes, like the Big Bang."
"So you didn't answer it?"
"Yeah he just stared at me for 10 minutes." Another fellow, roughly my height and stockier approaches, with a very manly esque deep voice. It honestly sounds like something you would hear out of a 90's porn flick but if Bustrick tried to cancel it.
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