Math. I personal think that this is simply torture that they put a name to. Though I am not the only person who dreads the class, in fact most people do. The teacher thinks that all our brains have been turned to mush by TV, video games, and social medias, so she have to explain everything five times over. I am sitting there doing nothing so I deiced to check the bubble that is surrounding me top protect me from them. To check it I mental look at it because that is the only way I can see it and them. It was a foot away from me on all sides. It was starting to look a little thin so I added another layer to be on the safe side. I felt a dull pain in my left arm. I opened my eyes and looked behind me. I was meet with a sigh of what i assume was relief.
"Yes?" I ask humorously with a small smirk on my face.
"I thought you might be sick, you were all white and your head was down." The boy looked embarrassed and then he looks at the board and writes down what is on it.
"Thanks" I whisper and then did the same. The teacher looked around the room to catch to eye of a daring student. i make myself busy with my notes.
"Ashton" She said almost happy that she gets to embarrass another of her students. The boy behind me me shifts his weight in his seat.
"Yes?" He asked shakily, alot less confident from when he talked to me.
"Can you answer the question?" He shifted in his seat again. I looked at the board and then my notebook for the answer.
"5! X=5" I tell him when my head is turned. He looked confused and so i whispered it again, "the answer is X=5"
"5. The answer is X=5" He said staying perfectly still.
"Yes, that is correct" She said after a tortures minute of staring at us. She continued on with the lesson and i zoned out tell the bell rang to single the end of class. I packed my things away, but before i could leave I felt a hand on my arm. I followed it to the owners face and saw Ashton.
"What do you have next?" I looked at him with what must have been a confused look because he repeated the question,"I mean what is your next class?"
"My next class?" He nodded, "I have art with Mr. S"
"Same here" He smiled and then waked with me to art, "I wanted to say thanks" he went on.
"It was no problem, your welcome though" I smiled and looked at him "Lets call it even"
