As we walked down the hallway, people gave us fist bumps. We returned then, a forced smile plastered on our faces as we thought of Jerome. Or I thought of Jerome.
Even in classes, I didn't have the mood to prank the teachers. When they released us for break, all the students were shocked that I, Mitchell Hughes, had no pranks in mind. While the truth is, I was worried about Jerome.
"Mitchell Donnell Ralph Hughes!" The teacher tapped on my desk. I looked up with my usual why-am-I-doing-in-this-hellhole eyes.
"What?"
"Pay attention!" She yelled. I rolled my eyes and groaned as she left my desk to yell at another poor student.
I put my textbook up so that it covers my face, and started to drift off.
***
Lunch ended.
Putting on my headphones, I walked through the hallway, occasionally hearing mumbles between each songs. Still talking bad about me... I felt worse than before.
I sped-walked back to class...
***
"Class! Shut up!" As usual, the teacher walked in. I forgot his name, but he is annoying as heck. Always shouting for people to shut ip. I call him Mr. Shut Up. Another figure followed him as Mr. Shut Up smiled at him.
Oh, how fake.
"Class, this will be your new teacher!" He hollered loud enough for be whole school to hear. A new teacher, huh? I looked up from my textbook, expecting to see another old man who would yell even louder than him.
The new teacher smiled. I stared.
What the hell is he doing here?
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