Classroom. (REWRITE)

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You sat in a silent classroom. The only sounds being heard was some kid tapping their pen and a flickering light. You look up from your quiz and glance at a boy. He had long, curly hair put into a loose ponytail, eyeliner, black nails, and a goth, punky style.

After a moment of staring he turned around at you and glared. You immediately look back down at your test and your face flushes red.

'Shit...' You thought to yourself.

You glanced up to see if he was still looking.
He wasn't.
You looked at the clock and sighed in relief. 2 minutes. Amazing.

You gave a soft smile to yourself.

After a bit the bell rang and you stood up, grabbed your stuff, and walk to the class line. Behind you was the boy.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and you looked back.

"Rooftop."

That's really all he said?

You nodded and walked to your locker, grabbed your lunchbox, and went to the roof.

I wonder what he could want.

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