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Chapter Five

The yellow cane moves from right to left, the edge of it screeching the black surface.

A mess of orange hair rests on an oval head, each hair curled up to the scalp.

Red-rimmed eyes stare behind the large frame of glasses, sweat making it wet every minute.

The person knows that every human being is sleeping, yet he explains it like he's describing the Hitler Diaries.

His graceful feet dance around every second and he bangs the desk when he thinks he's talking rubbish.

An elbow bumps into a stomach.

Usually it makes no noise but now it was as noisy as a mental dog with a leash.

'When is he going to explain the main point?'

My blonde hair flips back when I shrug.

'I don't know. Seems like he's really interested in his life. Heard that part when he was actually comparing the dimensions of his house to the flank of his cat?'

'Nope. I was sleeping.'

Flame rests her forehead on her book.

'My cat's liver is so much bigger than a dog's. Did you students know that?'

I slap my forehead when he turns his back.

Flame leans over. 'Did he just talk about his cat's liver?'

'That's what I heard.'

I crane my neck and find a girl doodling around in her note book.

Well, at least I'm not the only one who's bored.

'When's the ending time?'

'No talking, please. Thank you.' Our sir is on our desks now, his forehead wrinkled with concern.

Flame smiles. 'We were talking about your cat, Sir Matthew. Quite interesting.'

Oh my god Flame what did you just say.

A smile creeps up his freckled face.

'Oh really!? Oh! Then I'll discuss more! Mrs. Harper, you are a marvel.'

I make a face. Yeah, because she just talked about your stupid cat.

'Hey Captain Marvel maybe you could make yourself a little more useful.'

Flame frowns and hangs back.

Well, this is going to be a long evening. Good bye, lunch.

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