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I know the classes are out of order, but it's hard to remember the order and go back in between writing to check, so bear with me
~"Okay, class. Your first weekend may be over, but that still doesn't mean we can't have fun and enjoy the day," our extremely positive English teacher began. "So I'm going to be giving you guys project assignments!"
Everyone groaned. I glanced up to the only familiar face I had in this class and the blonde boy was already asleep. Nick was better at English than me so he was in the AP class. Leaving me alone with people that hate me, people I hate, and Luke.
"Don't be like that!" she continued. "It'll be really simple. You'll be partnered up with somebody and you'll have two days to complete it since it's really easy. All you have to do is make an acrostic poem with the other person's name. No nicknames allowed. For example, T is for trustworthy; you could tell her all your secrets. You can write about their personality or even their physical features. It's high-time you guys start learning about each other!" She squealed. "Time for partners! Um, Mischievous Millicent with Daring Donovan. Wonderful William with Astounding Amy."
She continued the list until it was just me, Luke, Zoe, and some other jock girl.
"Let's see... Zany Zoe with Rambunctious Remi and-"
"Ms. Birch?" Zoe asked with a raised hand, making her cheerleading top came up. Almost every guy was staring at her. And I bet you can guess which one wasn't.
"Yes, Ms. Zoe?"
"Could I switch and be partnered up with Everly? I already have so many ideas for her name."
"What kind of teacher would I be if I got in the way of my students' creativity? Go ahead."
Zoe smiled and pretended to drop her pencil. "Oops." She stood up and bent over, giving everyone a very good look of what wasn't underneath her skirt.
She got up and sat down next to the girl who I assumed was Everly and whispered, "I cannot believe I almost got paired up with Suicide Sally?"
"Ugh, I was feeling so sorry for you," Everly whispered back. "You could've caught her loser disease."
They laughed and I sunk in my chair as the teacher shouted, "And that leaves Lanky Luke with Rambunctious Remi!"
Luke, whom had fallen back asleep, shot his head up instantly. "What?"
"You're paired up with Remi. You guys can discuss the project for the rest of class. Which is about 20 more minutes."
Luke moved seats in front of me and and turned the desk around. "I have no idea what we're doing."
"I can tell. We've got two days to make an acrostic poem with each other's names. Like for you, L is for lazy; he can't keep his eyes open."
"R is for rosy; her cheeks are always the color... Is that good?"
I felt my face become hot. "O is for open; his mouth never shuts."
"E is for entrancing; her eyes are hypnotic."
"U is for unlucky; he's crushing on the wrong girl."
He smiled. "M is for misguided; she couldn't be more wrong."
"K is for kittenish; he's a colossal flirt."
"I is for intelligent; she's beautiful and smart."
"A is for... I can't think of anything else."
"And I've run out of letters... But I think I win."
I rolled my eyes. "How do you win?"

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General Fiction*TRIGGER WARNING* -self-harm, suicide *this'll be kind of like Help Came. If 3 stories doesn't work out, I'll delete this* *I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS IN MIDDLE SCHOOL. ANY INACCURATE, UNEDUCATED DEPICTIONS OF MENTAL ILLNESS WITHIN DO NOT ALIGN WITH MY...