J.S - 7 to 8

English - 8.40 to 10

Bio - 10.30 to 11.40

D.C - 11.45 to 12.25

FTS - 12.30 to 1.40

Math - 2.10 to 3.20

L.C - 5 to 8

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Okay, so I have to remember to ask Ms Moss if I can still stay after school Wednesday for those private tutor sessions, talk to Ms Merry about the work I missed while I was away, and get mum to sign the extension forms I forgot to give her last night. And so far I've already emailed Ms Carraway my draft, twice, gone over the JUMP! routine with Summer, again, and emailed Ms Neil about booking an appointment for sometime next week. Is there something I'm missing?
I am walking towards the science block rather quickly as I recite these things from my mental list of things to do today - there is something I'm missing I know it.
They are just walking inside now and I am thankful for once that Ms Merry is never on time for her own classes. Cradling my books and laptop in my arms, I trail in after the last few kids, paying careful attention to the doorframe as I walk in, I will not trip this time.
And I don't trip, yees. I'm smiling slightly as I fall into my seat next to Cass, but I figure my smile doesn't set as she surveys my face and the pile of books on my desk with a worried expression.
"What's up?" she asks smiling easily as she leans on her desk, tilting her head to the side. I'm thinking about falling asleep on this desk, honestly, I think to myself, smiling at Cass. She always looks so happy - Cass - well, she always tries to.
Ohhh. I forgot to ask Ms Gabe for another copy of the exam timetable. "What?" Cass asks raising her eyebrows.
"Oh nothing" I guess i said that out loud. "I'm so tired, dude" I sigh, reaching for my laptop that's on the bottom of the pile. She gives me a knowing nod, moving positions so she is now sitting cross-legged in her chair.
"Same. Are you alright though?" Cass asks, swaying slightly from side to side; her smile is changing now, the worried expression is slowly replacing the happy expression that was so much prettier on her face.
"Yeah no I'm okay, just a lot to do, you know?" Why are you always so tired Cass? I think to myself, because I know she won't tell me even if I ask.
"That's okay," she says softly, "you're allowed to stress a little. But you'll be alright, yeah ?"
"Yea" I smile, opening up my computer to email Ms Merry. "Thanks Cass."

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