{𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 (𝐰𝐥𝐰/𝐆𝐱𝐆)}
An all girls private school, made for wealthy parents who need a break from their own typical troublemaker teens.
'Send them off to us, they'll come back in 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 condition!'
Oh ye...
I raise my head, looking around in the room. Everyone else seems to be struggling. One girl is even trying to recreate a situation from the questions, dropping an eraser from her desk and counting the seconds.
Honestly I don't blame her, I would try it too, if I would have forgotten what Celine told me yesterday. What was it again.. fifty centimeters for five seconds, or something like that?
I flick through the pages, everything filled out already. It would look suspicious if I already hand in my exam. No one else is finished already, and we're maybe only half an hour into it.
Whatever, this is getting boring, just sitting here and doing nothing.
Just to double check I slowly page through the exam, looking over my answers one last time before standing up and walking to the teacher's desk.
I get a weird look or two for finishing this quickly, ignoring them as I confidently stride through the gap between the desks. My hand slides the exam paper over the teacher's desk, getting allowance to leave early since no other topics will be looked over today.
My hand flows though my hair, fixing it up before sighing. I walk down the hallway, passing through the almost empty corridors. Only a few students standing there or working outside of their classrooms.
Ding. My phone vibrates, indicating a message.
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I simply reply with '?'. Who the hell is texting me.
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My body freezes, staring at the bright screen on my phone. How the fuck did she get my number? My goodness she's rude, not only in person, but over text too.
I roll my eyes, slowly walking in direction of the library. Purposely taking my time. It's anyway on the other side of the school, not like I'll magically arrive there in five minutes.
