Hand Games

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The next day in school, I was leaning against the wall waiting for Roy so we could go to drama class.


I was sitting on the floor, with my back up against the wall, throwing a ball with a face on it against the wall then caught it as it bounced back.


And about 10 minutes later, Roy's class got dismissed so all the kids flooded out.


"Hey", he said as he stood beside me.


"Hey", I said back then threw the ball against the wall again.







"Whatcha doin?", he said confused and leaned against the wall.


"Well I was waiting for you", I rolled my eyes then stood up."But now that I'm not- come on."


After that I turned and walked down the hall and off to drama.


"You have'nt eaten today have you? You need food. Or a nap. Or both", he said as he caught up to me.


"How do you know?", I smirked as we stood in front the auditorium doors.


"Cause I know  you", he rolled his eyes as he held the door open.








I smirked again then walked under his arm and into the auditorium.


Mrs. Mitchell was nowhere to be seen, which meant she was running late.


Which meant, the entire class had at least 20 minutes left to do whatever the fuck we wanted to.


And a lot of the class took that opportunity to go fuck in one of the bathrooms or smoke outside.


Fun right?







Rolling my eyes at that thought, I sat down beside Roy and put my feet up on the back of the chair in front of me.

"How long do you think we have till she gets here?", Roy said as he laid his head back on the chair.


"Well...it's Mrs. Mitchell, and Mrs. Mitchell's a mess, so...20-30 minutes tops?", I shrugged."Don't know."





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