You Frustrate Me Incredibly

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The teacher is rambling on about today's lesson and all I can think about is why on earth would I agree to sub for Hellfire. This is going to be a nightmare. But so is seeing Dustin disappointed. He's like my little brother. I can't let him down. But I cannot stand so many hours in the same room as Munson. The night might as well end in murder. Aaaagh.

I keep tapping my pen on my desk nervously. I can't focus. I'm just thinking. And thinking. Thinking about the game. Thinking about my dad. Thinking about my mom's call. And at last thinking about what the fuck i'm gonna do. I just wanna go get the shit from Munson and officially stop thinking.

It hasn't even been ten minutes and I'm already anticipating for the bell. I just want to get the deal ove-

The classroom door swings open and Munson stands behind it. Shit. I forgot he's in this class. In my defence, he doesn't show up a lot. And there's an empty seat right beside me. Damn it.

"Mr. Munson. Blessing us with your appearance, I see", Miss O' Donell says crossing her arms

"I wa-"

"Just take a seat and don't make a sound. There's an open seat right there", she says pointing at the chair next to me

Shit

He looks at the seat and then looks at me. I give him a look that says 'don't you fucking dare'. He looks at me as a devilish smile forms on his lips and he comes and sits next to me.

Fuck this.

"Miss, can I go to the bathroom? It's an emergency", I say standing up

she sighs

"Fine. But be back as soon as possible", she says handing me out a hall pass. But as I step forward to grab it I lose my balance to something in front of my feet. I trip and come falling down to the floor.

"Oh god, Y/N are you okay?", she asks startled and I hear a chuckle from behind me. I don't need to turn around to know who it is. I get up dusting myself off and walz to Munson's desk.

"I swear, Munson you are so fucking dead", I say looking down at him angrily and hitting my finger on his chest

"Y/N! Language!", she exclaims

"He tripped me!", I say accusingly

"No I didn't", he says defensively

"Sure and I d-"

"Enough! Both of you get detention after class", she says bitterly

"What? No, please, after school I g-",

"I don't care Y/N, now sit down", she says taking no more comments.

I give Munson a dirty look, but he seems angry too. I don't care, he brought this on himself. I sit down and sink in my chair crossing my arms. And now I will be late for work. The last day is really coming on strong.

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The lesson seemed endless. But the bell finally rang. I went to get up and maybe try to talk myself out of detention.

"Don't you get up Y/N, you still have one more hour to stay here. You too Eddie", she says pointing at both of us.

We look at eachother with disgust.

"Now, I'll be gone for 10 minutes and you do not get to leave this room", she says and steps out.

There's some silence for a second. Angry tension in the air. We both break it at the same time speaking ontop of eachother's sentences.

"You know, I'm gonna miss my shift cause of you", I say in pure fury

"Your work? That's what you're worried about? Jesus, you are such goddamn nerd", he shoots back