𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄, pedri gonzález

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣, olive

❝ no one wanted to play with me as a little kid, so i've been scheming like a criminal ever since. ❞
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2018

"Miss Olive, would you like to join in on the work?" My teacher annoys me, basically forcing me to remove my headphones and stop doodling and start the work he assigned for us to do. Little did he know, I don't care.

"No thanks." I don't even bother looking up. I know the whole class has cracked their backs by now to look at me, sat in my corner, unbothered.

"I am not asking you. I've given you work to do and you should follow." Mr Kfoury's the only teacher who won't leave me alone. My other teachers have all learned by now that I'm a lost cause. "Remove your headphones and start working."

I can feel his body in front of my desk. I sigh, rolling my eyes before sliding down my headphones to my neck and dropping my legs to the floor instead of comfortably up on the chair.

I look up at him and his serious expression with his arms crossed trying to scare me. The only thing about his position that scares me is the horrible wolf tattoo on his bicep.

"I already did your stupid assignment," I start. "In my head but it's still better than what all these people have written down on their papers." I'm not the most loved person at this high school. They're all already older than me since I skipped a class and they all hate me for always making them feel dumb. It's not my fault they are.

Except my cousin Mia, she's the only one I like and the only one who likes me. And I'm spotting her right now in the front of the classroom, giggling to herself instead of looking at me with annoyance like the others.

"If you're gonna continue being rude and not listen to my explanations then I please invite you to leave." The teacher threatens thinking it's an actual threat to me.

I just need to watch one silly youtube video and I'll understand the whole chapter, I don't need his explanations.

"I thought you'd never ask." I fake a smile and let out a sigh of relief. I grab my bag from the floor along with the pen and scrapbook I was doodling on before heading out.

I'm about to be out the door when I take a tiny glimpse at the board and notice a mistake. I love this part.

I take a couple steps back, making my way next to my very, very angry teacher right now. "If I may." I mumble before taking the marker out of his hands and walk to the board.

I erase his dumb mistake in the exercise he was using as an example and fix it in under ten seconds, hearing slight whispers from my fellow classmates.

"I know you're a physics teacher but that's simple math sir." I turn around after finishing the equation. I throw him his marker again and he catches it easily. He looks immensely angry as he stares at the board, knowing I'm right. Being wrong kills doesn't it?

I then march myself out of the class but not before front row Mia reaches her hand out and I high five it proceed to put my headphones back on and wave the most annoying goodbye wave on my way out the door. "Also the answer to your exercise is 8.4 meters per second." I yell, out of the class.

2026

"8.4 meters per second." I tell them. Xavi, Raphinha and Oscar all turn and look at me.