"Good evening everyone, see you same time tomorrow!" Mr Matthews seemed glad to get rid of us, not ironic really. The screech and scrape of chair legs echoed through the classroom as we all grabbed our bags and left.
I watched them both get in the car.
"Want a lift home, honey?" Sam's mum asked.
I tried to ignore how Flora's face evidently fell.
"I'm alright, thanks, see you tomorrow guys!" I responded.
"Bye, Nerd," Sam said, trying out a new nickname she had thought of for me.
I set off walking and pulled out my phone, my earphones dangling off of it. Slipping the buds in to my ears, I opened Spotify and shuffled the Arctic Monkeys album, 'Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not'.
"Sounds relatable," I snorted out loud.
The intro to a song called 'A Certain Romance' filled my ears.
Well, Oh, they might wear Classic Reeboks
Or knackered Converse
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not
The point's that there ain't no romance around there
This is actually quite good, you can tell they're from Sheffield, though!
I found myself nodding my head to the beat, feeling my mind drifting away, imagining what it would be like to sing on a stage infront of thousands of people.
The music paused.
Incoming call - Mum 🥰
"Come home quick, please"
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