Chapter 5

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After that completely enjoyable thought, I walk into the  Calculus class and situate myself in the far corner. Michael parks himself next to me and also gets out his books. Soon all of the other people walk in and take in the sight of the nerd, who's name no one knows and the  surprisingly hot new guy sitting in the corner laughing about something one of them said. This is literally what went through each and every one of their tiny brains. I could literally see the thought process.

Everyone was talking when the teacher walks in, they all look at him and then simultaneously look back at each other and resume talking. 

"Hello" the teacher feebly attempts to calm the class of horny teenagers getting their daily dose of what I like to call 'horror tales with horny teens 1-34' translation 'gossip with the biggest class of '16'  

"CLASS" he yells in the loudest voice I have ever seen this teacher use. Everyone shuts up and stares at him.

"Thank you, know please return to your seats and try not to fall asleep like the 84 days you have been here." Everyone reluctantly returns to their seats.

"Thank you, today we are going over the topics of..." By then I zone out and spend the rest of the period doodling in my notebook that has nothing but random doodles. 

I am jolted from my beautiful haze of nothing by the horrible bell.

UHHHHGGG. Next class. I peek over Michael's shoulder to see his next class and I realize he also has that one with me. Well that class got a little better.

"Chem. is up next, I mean who doesn't love mixing a green liquid and a purple liquid to make an explosion," say completely devoted to my inner sarcastic self. I already have my books for Chem and apparently so does he, due to the fact he brings a book with bright orange letters spelling it out for me-quite literally. He walks out and I follow in suit.

"I thought it was a purple and yellow liquid that made explosions," he replies, following along as we walk towards the Chemistry class together.  

We enter the class, still the first people there, and again take the far corner seats. 

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