Act I- Adonis

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Setting: 1st Period
Relationship Status: Friendly

Math class... I find myself sitting in the same old seat I've always been sitting in and Mr. Hopkins is going through his spiel for the third time trying to get my classmates to figure out what the answer is. Likewise, I'm not answering on purpose, like always, to let someone else learn. Again, no one answers and Mr. Hopkins is left to stand at the front of the class like a dumbass waiting on someone to answer. Should I answer or wait for his patience timer to run out? Sometimes the timer does run out, but I don't think it's going to happen this time. I look at Sammone and India to see if they're going to answer. Turns out they're on their phones playing Slither.io. I see the red snake on Sammone's phone wrapping a smaller snake, trapping it, while India's snake is the opposite situation, being wrapped around. "You know you can get out of that right?" I say reassuringly, "When he tries to wrap closer, run in front of him."

At just the right time, India's yellow snake runs right in front of the red, white, and blue one. From its face to its tail, it fizzles into little bubbles of corresponding colors. A big smile explodes onto her face and she bursts into a victory scream. Reflecting the same expression, I congratulate her because I know it's hard to get out of being constricted.

Back to the front, Mr. Hopkins hasn't moved from his spot, this time, instead of looking out to the class, H's looking to the ground. I want to get OUT OF THIS CLASS! Probably for the twentieth time, I stretch, this time taking a chance of hitting Adonis behind me and waking him up. I close my eyes and lean back while spreading my arms out, being extra by twinkling my fingers. I open my eyes after my stretch and realize that Adonis has been awake for a few minutes already. His tired eyes make me smile. He's such a hottie. "Welcome back to Earth." I say lightly. He smiles back and, to my surprise, connects into a slow, soothing kiss. I do not oblige!

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