"Once there was a man and the man did not want to write a story but he had to. So he started a story about a man. That man had to write a story but he didn't want to. So he started a story about a man. That man had to write a story but he didn't want to. So he started a story about a man named Joe. Joe had a normal life until he got hit by a car at the age of 13. the end." mr remora said, after finishing his 7th banana, staring at his class excepting them to start writing.
the class sat there in awkward silence , but then the sound of pencil writing on paper started. but duncan just stared at the man, wondering how did a guy like him get the job as a teacher. he sat in the back and looked at the window, his look of boredom getting worse and worse every millisecond
"Once there was this guy named John who was sleeping, John woke up. He blinked, He slept again. the end." mr remora continued another of his boring storys.
duncan groaned quietly, dear god what did my stupid self do in the past to be in this place? duncan thought in annoyance. He looked over to the window again but he got distracted and looked at Violet Baudelaire. gosh the name itself gave him butterflies. as his cheeks started to look like cherry tomatoes, he looked at her confused, wondering how to hell she could be enjoying this boring class, but then he saw her long, dark brown hair was tied up in a red velvet colored ribbon. he knew what this meant. the only way she wasnt one of the other kids in the class groaning in annoyance , was because she wasn't paying attention to one single word he was saying, she was lost in her own little inventing world. and he loved every single second of it.
he stared at her, completely lost in her beauty, her angelic facial features, her dreamy blue/gray eyes, her long soft dark brown hair. his eyes wandered down her face and eventually landed on her lips. ohh, those lips...what did those divine creations taste like? duncan thought to himself
wait what?
duncam finally came out from la la land to reality and realized violet was looking at him, confused why he was looking at her like if she was the mice and he was the cat. oh f^ck. duncan thought she caught me.
duncan being an awkward guy, he gave violet a little wave, violet took the ribbon out of her hair and waved back at him with a small smile. even if that smile was for a friendly action, it made him all flustered.
duncan looked at mr remora who was busy trying to find a banana, and back at violet, he took his dark green notebook and wrote something on it, ripped it out of the notebook and carefully gave it to violet.
violet opened it
"hey.."
violet read it, and looked up to smile at him, she got her blue machanical pencil , wrote something down and passed it back.
"hi!:)"
duncan looked at her and smiled, then looked back at the paper wondering what to write.
"once there was this guy named jarred, he was born walking like a deformed bulga whale, he was built like one too, the end."
duncan snickered a bit when he thought of an idea, he got his pen and started writing it and gave it back to violet.
"the guy should be named remora instead of jarred;-;."
violet giggled a bit reading it, duncan couldn't help but feel satisfaction, he made his crush laugh, her smile was so beautiful.
"miss baudelaire! why are you laughing back there?" mr remora says as he turns and points her out in front of the whole class.
violet stops giggling.
"u-uhm.."
mr remora starts to make his way to the back of the class where violet and duncan were. "is that a note i see in ur hand miss baudelaire?" remora ask as he looks in violets hand.
"no its paper." duncan interrupted him and took the paper out of violets hand "see, blue lines, 1 red line going down, holes on the side.. see u can even rip it."
after a moment, mr remora looked at violet and duncan with his creepy big brown eyes. "both of you detention after school!"
violet and duncan both glance at each other.
mr remors turns back around to go back to his desk
violet rolls her eyes and mouths to duncan "such a bitch." duncan chuckles a little.
10 minutes passed ever since mr remora told violet and duncan they both had detention, as usual duncan wasn't paying attention.
he was busy looking forward to after school.
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the note (asoue)
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