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𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐏𝐎𝐕 📍: 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝟏𝟏:𝟐𝟎𝐀𝐌 • 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎, 𝐈𝐋
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Sa'maria gawned down on the bottom piece to her set of lips, the eraser to her pencil ringing through the soles of her ears as she continued to flick it against the desk, leading it to create slight noises in reaction, never enough to disturb the teacher's lesson.
The female couldn't focus for nothing; For one, it was Pre-Calc she was in, which she hated for the life of her. And two, her mind was far off as she kept replaying what had happened at yesterday's event, at Dayvon's home.
Her eyes inched down to stare at her bruised knuckles, that were heavily covered by bandages. A slight smile mustering through her mouth, as she soon got an instant replay of her knocking Jade's lights out.
"Your assigned homework will be posted on Google Classroom, the rest of the hour is yours to make the right decision." Her science teacher, Ms. Miles informed the whole class.
Exhaling a sigh, Sa'maria eyes didn't waste no time to shift into a roll. Lord knows how much she hated the teachers homework, it was like she never understood it.
But, yet somehow, she always got an A on every one. She never questioned it, she always let God do his glorious work in peace.
Stepping both her legs out one by one through her desk, her head inched over her shoulders, sharing a glance with her backpack that hung on the back of her hard desk chair.
Both of her hands grasped onto the source, releasing it from it's resting position on the back of her chair, placing it in the grip of her grasp.
Both the base of her index finger and her thumb came together, clinging onto the zipper of the bag, unzipping it.
Soon getting it unzipped, her head crouched lower, the females set of vision diving inside of her bag, stopping at her MacBook.
Pulling the laptop out of her bag, she set it on top of her wooden desk, proceeding to place her bookbag on the back of her chair again.
Sa'maria shared a glance with the classroom as her eyes roamed through the educational space, a frown downwarding onto her face as she looked at everyone conversing with their friends.
Sam didn't have not one friend in her science hour, which added another reason to why she found herself displeased with the subject, as well.
