𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏. eddie munson

;TWO.. what am I, a fish?

First period dragged by at a snails pace. Loralie was already thinking about bashing her head into her desk as the teacher rambled on and on about something that had to do with physics. The girl already learnt everything in the previous year but since the school board was feeling generous they made her stay another ten months. Loralie gave them the biggest sarcastic smile known to man that day.

Along with flipping them the bird.

The brown haired girl continued to tap her pencil against the textbook opened in front of her. She didn't even care to lookat which page it was and what information was on it.

As Loralie glanced around, she only saw other students staring either at the teacher or out the window. Maya, on the other hand, was sitting in the back corner with sunglasses to hide her eyes. The only thing is that she looked even more suspicious with them on than without it.

Loralie couldn't take it any longer, so her hand finally shot up into the air. The physics teacher stopped talking, and he turned over to the back row of the classroom only to see the infamous girl giving him a look.

"What is it now, Ms. Blythe?" The man asked while taking off his glasses.

Loralie decided to play the period card again since Maya already lied about it to get the girl out of trouble of being late. "May I use the restroom, please?"

"You can hold it in."

"No." Loralie looked at him with a deadpan expression. "This, I can't."

The teacher glanced at the clock only to see there was still half an hour left. "Can't you wait at least fifteen more minutes?"

"Can you wait until I bleed onto your precious floor?"

The whole class was silenced. Even a needle dropping to the floor would've been heared. Snickers erupted throughout the class as the teachers face turned red in embarrassment. Everyone knew how flustered he became when it had something to do with lady problems, so every girl used that to their advantage.

"Go ahead." He muttered and quickly went back to teaching.

Loralie's chair squeaked against the floor as she stood up. She glanced back to Maya to see what she was up to before leaving her here alone, but the teen was completely out of it already.

With a shrug, Loralie walked past the other students and quickly shuffled out the door. Once the hallway air filled her lungs, she finally felt free. The one class she hated was physics. Why? Because she had no clue what was going on.

The girl continued walking down the halls in search of a door that led to the outside. She needed some fresh air if she wasn't able to get something to take her mind off of things for a few more hours. That vision was putting some pressure on her shoulders, whether she liked it or not.