The Three Kings of Langley Academy

IX: A Painful Project

(A/N: Andy Biersack as Andy O'Whitely. [guess who got lazy at naming characters? Heheh])

"Sit down before the devil comes!" I whisper-yelled to Gail who was pacing around the room in order to get a good signal on her phone. 

You are correct if you assumed that we were currently in history class and the teacher of the hour was, indeed, Mr. Pozwich, the lord of darkness himself.

Gail huffed and sprang over to me, her seat being to the left of mine after all. She huffed and sat on her chair, violently tapping the screen of her phone where the resend button was. She cussed and dropped the object in frustration, absolutely done with trying. 

I chuckled just as she groaned.

"Shut up, I'm waiting for a really important text, okay."

"Ooooh, is it from your boyfriend?" I teased. 

She narrowed her eyes at me and pushed my shoulder, "No. It's from my mom."

I wiggled my eyebrows, "Course it is."

Just as she glared, all the sound and all the life in the room died down and along came our favorite teacher ever. His glasses were put on the bridge of his nose and the items he held was dropped on his desk causing a loud thud. 

"Okay class, since I already discussed a sufficient and brief background on the Roman empire, I have grouped you into four, aside from one group that only has three, in order to make a research on our topic." he looked across the room and pushed his glasses up. 

"And I hate reading copy-pasted blah-blah, which is why the project is 20 slide presentation completed with an oral discussion. It's due this coming Wednesday, so you better start brain storming with your group mates over the weekend." Mr. Pozwich spoke in quickfire, not at all caring if you got nothing he said. 

"Alright, first group, London, Florez, André, and Vanstran, the Mishka one." he spoke reading what was on his paper, making all of us turn among ourselves.

In the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a certain, familiar pale guy I hadn't known I had History class with. 

As our guy kept saying names, Richards, Wellington, Solomon, and such as, I turned to Gail and gripped her blazer clad arm, "Dae-Hyun's in our history class too?" I groaned, gosh, how many more?

She knowingly turned to where he was seated and nodded, "Yeah, if you really can't tell. The wonder twins are here too, just in case you want to know."

"The other Vanstran-- Sashka, Xing, Declan, and Alonzo." Mr. Pozwich announced, causing Gail to groan. "Shit, speaking of, now I'm in the group with one of the twins. Yay me."

 She turned to me and painfully narrowed her eyes, "I mean it's not as bad as having the kings on your tail but... they're zombies and a girl can only take so much."

I pursed my lips in an apologetic smile, feeling for her, fully understanding the predicament she's in, "I'm sorry."

"Nah, don't be." she barely moaned out, suddenly feeling guilty, "I shouldn't even be comparing because you've been disrespected too-too much, and honestly it was really a low blow and-"