You know what sucks?
Biology.
That's what.
I mean, the class wouldn't be half bad, if the fucking Bad Touch Trio would fuck off and leave me alone. I spend the entire class- wait, scratch that, the entire fucking day being messed with by these bastards. Spit balls, paper airplanes, fucking rocks for fucks sake! Rocks, dammit!
I turn around and glared at Gilbert, who had been throwing small paper airplanes at me. "Excuse me, Mr.Vargas, I really don't think Mr.Beilschmidt is what you should be paying attention to right now." said Mr.Mercando. The whole class snickered and Gilbert smirked, winking at me. I turned around and slammed my head on my desk. Gil threw another plane at me, but this one had words. I opened it and read it.
A picture of my awesomeness would last longer, Birdie.
I turn back around and shoot Gilbert another look. "Mr.Vargas, I thought I told you Mr.Beilschmidt isn't what we should be paying attention to right now. See me after class." he said, then continued his lecture. Fuck. I ignored the paper airplanes for the rest of the class.
Ringgggggg~
I sighed and waited for everyone to leave before I walked over to Mr.Mercando's desk. "Now, Lovino, don't worry. Your weird feelings for Gilbe-"
"Who says I have feelings for that bastard?"
"It obvious you have...gay... Feelings for him."
"No I fucking don't!" I yelled, starting to walk out.
"Leave this classroom and I'll have you fail this six weeks, and the next." he said. I stopped walking and turned around. I can't fail this class, or any of my damn classes for that matter. "I just want you to know gay isn't real. You're just confused. You'll get over it." he said, closing his briefcase and standing up,
"Dismissed."
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My (shitty) High School Experience (Prumano AU)
FanfictionPrumano AU (I'm making them in the same grade please don't kill meh) High school, the best years of your life~! Lifetime bonds are made. The most memorable years of your life! Haha no. I'm Lovino Vargas. Older brother of Veneziano Feliciano Vargas...
