Yes or no?

A normal occurrence

Ri always thought that she was the problem. Which she still knew and accepted it wholeheartedly, but ri was a person that would easily be affected by any situation.

When she would look at the t.v. shows or read any books, she would imagine herself with the characters or being in the similar situation. Ri had a pretty decent life, but there was always something. She was always the side character.

Ri wanted to have a different life, for ri herself, she was pretty annoying, and never knew what to do or when to do something.

It was hectic for ri. She was already a teen, trying to get through life and trying to decide what to do for future and yet all she could do was, wait.

From a very young age, ri wanted to go back. She would always regret what she did in the past, and knew that her future self would be watching her, looking at disgust at her present self.

Ri always wondered why couldn't she be a part of a fictional world, and live happily. If only life could be this easy.

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"Hey ri, why aren't you paying attention to me? Hello ri to earth!" Someone shouted at my right ear loudly.

"What the hell Tessa! Stop shouting!" I yelled flinching back.
"Well then you should have payed attention to me, and what I am saying right now." Tessa, my old friend replied nonchalantly.

"What is so important that you have to yell in my ear, at seven in the morning?" I questioned.

"Chemistry class is almost about to be over, you know there's only five minutes left for physics lecture." She laughed a little painfully, because we both hated physics so much from every fibre of our body, that if someday I had to chose between sleeping in wet socks or taking physics as a major subject in the future, I would chose anything that's not physics.

It's not the subject that's so annoying but the teacher itself which makes me want to puke again. It honestly is my unbearable life that I don't even want to live anymore.

I remember some of the very, worst days sometimes and it's always in the back of my brain,which is why I can't help but wonder, am I overreacting about it. Honestly it's such a pain but a thought of Grade 9th still bothers me a lot.

"Guys, do you wanna skip class?" Vibi asked from behind.

"Sure, why not I am honestly surprised vibi that it's you asking this question."
Tessa joked, but I know she was genuinely surprised about it , after all vibi was the only one that knew how to answer the questions of the teacher.

There were barely 12 students, in the science class, and it was the total strength, which means more attention towards the weaker students which means to us, and by attention it is by definition always humiliation in front of everyone.

Our school probably had the most minimum amount of students, out of all the other schools in the town.

The first period was over, and physics lecture started. Mr.A hurriedly walked in the classroom as if they want each and every second of the lecture.

Mr.A, the worst of the worst teacher I have ever encountered in my entire 16 years of life.Now it is always me and I know it, if only I could have studied, I could have easily given any answers he asked us, whenever he was frustrated.

Which is why I have the most itching memory in my mind, that I can never rip out of my brain. No matter how hard I try, whatever I do , for whatever reason I can....not do this properly.

"Ugh, why did he have to come so hurriedly in the class, as if he  would teach this big of a book in this lecture and accomplish 'teaching', which he never does." Tessa commented bitterly, unable to skip this lecture.

Soon lunch time arrived and everybody talked about the day it was all just..... To plain and draining.

All ri wanted was to die. But obviously there were reasons.