anelia
monday morning
my head almost smacks the desk as i nearly fall asleep, jolting backwards when i feel myself falling. i hear a distant voice laugh softly, finding it comical. i crack smile, rolling my eyes and forcing myself to sit up straight. i grab my pen and scribble my name onto my paper, deciding i should begin this assignment to avoid getting a zero on it.
"why are you so tired? knowing you, you probably slept all weekend," the boy besides me asked, an amused look on his face. i roll my eyes once again, crossing my jean covered legs over one another.
"well, shawn, if you must know, i actually did do something besides sleep. i went to melissa's party with jamie," i said matter-a-factly with a sly grin, jotting down the answers from the first few questions on the worksheet.
his eyes widened, his mouth falling agape in a mocking manner, "you went to a party? you, as in, you you? i never thought i'd see the day," he joked, peering over at my paper and copying my work, as per usual. "yes, i went to a party," i clarify, giving him a challenging expression.
"ms. pierce, mr. thomas, i thought i made myself quite clear when I said specifically said no talking," our professor snapped, peering at us both through his wire framed glasses. we both grabbed our writing utensils and immediately began to work, small snickers slipping through our lips as we did so.
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"fuck, i hate that class, it's so boring. he is too damn strict, he really needs to hop of my dick," shawn groans, flicking his shaggy brown hair to the left, exposing his dark green eyes. he leans against the locker beside mine, hugging his binder to his chest.
"i hate it too, but we have to learn about the functions of the human body and what they do in order to survive out in the 'real world' shawn," i say sarcastically, clearly mocking our ridiculously exaggerative teacher.
he joins in on the banter, putting on a posh voice and pushing his thick black glasses down to the tip on his nose, "oh yes, of course. without knowing eukaryotic cells have a nucleus and prokaryotic cells don't, we will simply drop dead the second we graduate,
i'm sure of it," he chuckles.
i laugh, raising my eyebrows as i exchanged books between my bag and the small storage space, "woah. you actually learned something about biology other than it takes a penis and a vagina to make a baby, i'm impressed."
"oh shit... i did. i'm one smart bitch," he pretends to flip his imaginary lengthy hair over his shoulder, posing dramatically as though someone was taking a photo. his outrageous antics are one of the reasons why i enjoy his company as much as i do. i shake my head, stringing my bag over my shoulder and slamming the metal door shut, clicking the lock into place.
we begin to walk down the crowded hallway shoulder-to-shoulder, slipping past the mass of bodies, the same way i had done at the party. I find many familiar faces, recognizing them from only two days ago, and they all looked drained and exhausted, similar to me.
i make my way to my next class, briefly telling shawn 'goodbye' and that i would see him later on today. i enter and sit in my usual seat, the far back corner, taking out my notebook and pencil, preparing myself for another repetitive geometry lesson.
class begins a few minutes later, everyone already being thrown into the text book, working on extremely long equations. just as i'm about to begin the work myself, my phone begins to almost vibrate it's way out of my pocket. i quickly pull it out, careful not to get caught by my instructor, checking my notifications.
