Danny Devito Has a Nice Ass

4

After that embarrassment I get up. I see some of Elizabeth's friends snickering. I guess they saw it too. It's only 8am and I already want this day to end.
Always on the first day of school they have a clusterfuck of every student go into the gym to get their schedule. I don't know what num nut thought that was a good idea. They have different tables with letters above. I go to the W section.
"Name?" A middle aged woman asks in a monotone voice.
"Matt Watson."
She gives me the piece of paper. I'm not surprised on what's on here, because you can easily check the school page and login in to see what all of your classes are. But they require you to have your paper because they are stuck in the Stone Age.
My first hour is Algebra 2, which sucks for many reasons. The main reason, other than it being math, is that it's the first hour of the day. As soon as the bell rings at 8:30am I have to be doing Algebra and math equations. Bleh.
I check my phone to see I still have 15 minutes until school starts. I sit under a tree and scroll through Twitter.
"Matt!"
I raise my head to see a smiling Tucker in front of me.
"Oh hey Tucker! Good to see you man, even though we hung out like a week ago."
Tucker is my best friend and has been since freshman year.
"Yeah dude. Hey, sorry to hear about what happened with you and Elizabeth."
"It's alright. I really think it's for the best. But today is gonna blow dicks."
"I can imagine." Tucker says giving a sympathetic look.
"Let me see your schedule." I say pulling out mine to compare.
"We have physics and photography together."
"Tight. I didn't know you were into photography." Tucker says.
He is like, an expert on taking pictures.
"Oh yeah, I'm not really. I needed a fine art credit."
I hear the bill ringing, saying we have four minutes to get to class.
"I'll see you at lunch." Tucker says walking away.
Okay, it's time for Algebra.