𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩, 𝙞'𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚

4

"I can't" Alfie whimpered, slamming his tests on the desk later on in the day. Amelia couldn't help but notice his purple shoes, she laughed to herself. "What's the point.." Alfie said depressingly. "Um.. Are you okay Alf?" She asked her brother, who now had his head on the desk.

"Oh. History.. or something." He mumbled. "Oh don't be such a pussy! It's just a girl." Mitchell called out in an annoyed tone. "That's very perceptive." Alfie sighed sadly. "Oh, no, what i meant to say was, don't be such a girl, it's only pussy!" Amelia gave Mitchell a dirty look and kicked his leg under the table, earning a groan from him.

"Right." Alfie mumbles. "I suppose you'll be looking for a rebound then sir?" A flirtatious Chantelle spoke, pulling her shirt down to reveal her bra. Amelia loudly fake gags.

Alfie ignored her, "I feel so hurt, so upset. It's like getting kicked in the balls with a football to the power of mufasa dying in Lion King." Stephen then got up from his seat, and slapped Alfie right across the face. "Snap out of it." He scolded.

"Wow, you've got quite a slap!" Alfie groaned and he held his cheek. "Well you learn to defend yourself when you're the only kid on the playground with a Sade ringtone." Stephen replied as he sat back down.

"He's right you, need to man up!" Rem Dogg wheeled up to Alfie and slapped him like Stephen did. "Right, okay, enough with the slapping!" Alfie exclaimed. "Sorry, i just wanted to hit you." He honestly replied, going back to his desk.

"Hang on, guys, Mr. Wickers may be a bit of a twat. Despite being a twat... You know, Don't get me wrong, he's definitely a twat-" Alfie cut Mitchell off "I think we get the picture."

"But if he don't make that shit. He'll get fired, and we could end up with a real teacher. We can say goodbye to class wars and hello to homework. Screw that!" Mitchell explained. Amelia nodded her head.

"Oh my god! My parents might send me to one of them all girls schools where you're not allowed electric toothbrushes, or door handles, or anything!" Chantelle worried.

Jing quickly shot up from her seat and began scolding him in Chinese, saying, "Why don't you admit how incompetent you are and quit?!" She then threw her paper on his desk. Alfie's face lit up, "Of course, Jing! You guys can mark them. We'll do the pass-to-the- left method. Why didn't i think of that? Horray for Jing!" The whole class started cheering for Jing, everyone expect for Amelia, who was looking at her brother in pure disbelief at how genuinely stupid he was.

"You're a joke!" Jing told him before sitting back in her chair. The whole class went quiet. "Horray!" Alfie cheered.