When Three Hearts Collide - A ZIT Highschool Fanfic

PART 2

(Above is the song I picture Zed to listen to, plus its a banger of a song)

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ZEDAPH P.O.V:

Finally, since about an hour ago I'd finally heard the last of that god awful school bell and now I was just laying on my bed my stomach planted on the covers of my bed and my legs up and kicking back homework by Mrs. Kerry laid out in front of me, science equations like the mass of molecules, moles and even some maths equations such as quadratic formula stood open and spread out; my room wasn't that big but it was homely, situated in the attic far away from my family but don't get me wrong, I loved it that way.
Having my own space was like bliss to me, my own space to listen to my headphones as loud as I wanted and even though my room wasn't too big, it was homely to me a single bed pushed against the far wall of where you enter black bedsheets near a circular window that lead out to the roof, a large bookshelf adorning the wall facing my bed which was laidne with books and sheets as well as sticky notes full of equations, theories, chores and just general things he had to remember - and finally his crowning possession leaning against the bookshelves were a beautiful mahogany desk laiden equally with books, notes and homework as well as an open laptop playing the music in his earphones shoved into his goat ears; it was the best thing about it music that was normally loud was 10x louder to me, so I could block out the whole entire world, not like anyone needed me from up here. Especially not my family, they never ever called me down unless I was to have dinner with them or show up at social events I never really stayed at because of the fact humans were so difficult to converse with, since I was considered the outsider of my family.
But like I said, I was okay with that.

Humming along with the beat of the song, I listened to the tapping of my pen at various times and despite what people said about homework I enjoyed it, finding it relaxing and a way that could get the left over energy out of me and so it did,
for a period of time before I grew bored and thankful as if by miracle, hearing my phone buzz, I was straight on it jumping off off the bed and grabbing it standing in the middle of the room and staring down at the screen smirking when I found out who had texted me.

Tangy-Orange

Yo, Zed?

You there?

I have a question.

Zed

Zwd

KSLSLSLSHS

Me

What?

You have texted me six times so it must be imporatnt, if not I'm going to mute you for a day.

Tangy-Orange

OMG YOU RESPONSED

Me

*Responded

Tangy-Orange

HEY I KNEW THAT

Anyway you want information right?

Me

Tango

I mean this in the most least offensive way possible