It was a boring day in class. You were sitting in math, a subject you absolutely hate, waiting for the bell to ring. Lunch was next and you were starving. You really regrated not eating breakfast this morning...
Your eyelids were hooded and your head was in your arms, resting on the table. Feet tapping against the floor could be heard throughout the classroom of annoyed middle schoolers.
"This is my last year in this shithole..."
You would constantly remind yourself that statement, ready for summer break. You looked over to your barbie watch, a gift from your friends little sister, and checked the time.
"11:22..."
Almost done. A little less then an hour left. You muttered some slurs about your horrible teacher, and grabbed a pen that was laying on top of your red notebook.
(Math is red, try me bitches.)
A huff left your mouth and you started doodling. You put a bunch of stars on your ring finger, adding different shapes, satisfied with the results.
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When the class was almost over, you got a text from your mom. She was letting you know that she wouldn't be home until tomorrow. You were putting your into your pocket when the teacher called your name.
"That's it, give me your phone." The shitty old midget said, his hand out in front of you. "No, class is almost over and I was texting my mom. And it's my phone."
"Did you pay for it?" The old man asked, a scowl on his face. "What? That in none of your business." You said as you ran your fingers through your hair. "It's my classroom." He responded. "Did you pay for it?" You responded scarcely before the bell rang.
Your classmate and friend who sat on the other side of the classroom (not because you were laughing at your teachers balled spot) Yuuji, laughed and stood up; Following after you, throwing his black backpack over his shoulder.
"Mmm, you're going to end up suspended." Yuuji said as he took your bag from you, carrying it like the gentleman he is. "I know, but It's not like I care." You said as you tried to take her bag back from him, but he lifted it up and looked down at you with a smile.
You rolled your e/c eyes and playfully punched his arm before speaking. "Lunch is on me, pinky." You said with a grin as you started walking backwards, facing him while walking. Yuuji let out a chuckle before his eyes fell down to your hand, seeing the stars.
Yuuji grabbed your hand and brought it kind of close to his face, catching you off guard and flustering you. "Hmm, you should do mine at lunch, so we match!" Your pink haired best friend said with an excited smile.
Your eyes were still wide, so Yuuji must of noticed because he quickly released your hand and apologized, putting his hand on the nape of his neck. You brushed it off as you both went to lunch, sitting at the table with your friends.
You and Yuuji sat across from each other when he took a pen out of his pocket and handed it to you, your friends confused. You simply chuckled as you took his hand and opened the pen with her mouth, doodling little stars on his ring finger. Yuuji had a stupid smile on his face as he took his phone out of his pocket and snapping a picture without you even noticing.
It felt like it was just you two, your friends doing their own thing; Even if it included laughing at the two of you, but you didn't care. After you finished his stars, before you even looked up at him, you could feel that he had happy smile on his face.
"I love it." Yuuji said as he ruffled your h/c hair, leaving a pink hue on your face but you wouldn't dare admit it. "Good, you got my...uh...artistic-ness on you now so be happy about it." You said sarcastically, earning a chuckle from your friend.
"Yes ma'am." He said, putting his hand out in front of him like someone who had just gotten a new ring from their lover. You chuckled and went back to eating your food, not caring if he stole some of your food when you weren't looking.
