End of Lunch

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I jerk in surprise as the bell rings shrilly, signaling the end of lunch. "What?" I whisper to myself and look to my watch, confirming the time. "How is lunch over already?" I shake my head as I put my bookmark in my textbook to mark my spot. Pulling myself up from my chair to my feet, I gather my all my books quickly as I move from where they were scattered about my table. Sometimes I'm glad I tend to eat alone.

I sigh as I look at my nearly uneaten lunch, before I pack it up into my lunch tote too. At least I packed my own lunch so I can still take it with me. Hopefully I'll have time to eat something later. I have so much work to get done, thankfully my papers and other large assignments are not due until the end of the semester. I just like to get them done ahead of time so I can relax when the due dates come up.

I pull my backpack onto my shoulders, nearly staggering from the weight of my textbooks, before slipping my lunchbox onto my arm. I glance back at my watch, only to realize I have very little time to make it to class. Eyes widening, I realize the lunchroom is already empty so I don't feel bad about hurrying. Making my way towards the doors, walking as fast as I can, I see something left behind on a table out of the corner of my eye which causes me to stop.

Reaching out I pick it up. "Hmm, it's a math mechanics textbook." I murmur to myself, "Whoever this is loaned to is going to want it back." Making a split-second decision I take it with me, resolving to find the owner of the lost book. It's from our school and has numbers in it, I'm sure I can figure out who it belongs to.

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