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Not today. Today of all days. The day I have to go back to school and face those idiots.

What idiots Harry?

The idiots: the ones who make fun of my blindness. I may be blind but I can still hear.

I make my way to the back of the class, let me make this clear. I love my school, half of us can see and half of us can't. But that's not stoping the blind peopel. NOPE. We make it through the whole day.

I'm currently sitting in Science class, trying to figure out why this teacher is teaching us something we learned in grade four. Matter and Gas. Like tf?

But it's only five more minutes until the bell rings. Five more minutes until I have to go to Helping Hands, five more minutes until I see him.

Louis pov

I arrive at work desperately trying to figure out where the hell my book is.

I finally find it minutes later. I look at the clock. Five minutes until my class begins, five minutes until I have to read, five minutes until I see him.




A/N short ik, but imma be a freshman in high school next year so I'm trying to pass eight okeh?

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 27, 2017 ⏰

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