passing notes | j.jk

part 1 | chapter 1

The day already started off gray, but the time pre-calculus came around the weather became dreadful.

Thick clouds covered the sky overhead and rain pattered against the windows of the classroom, blocking the sunlight that was present earlier in the day.

My pre-calculus class was my worst subject, and I couldn't afford to zone out. But, the droning of my teacher was enough to make my mind wander away from him and think about other things.

Track practice is today, right? Is it canceled because of the weather? I'll have to ask someone who's on the team.

Ugh, what the hell even is pre-calculus? Why do we have to learn how to understand such a thing? Let me just take notes and ask someone else later.

I couldn't take many notes before the teacher suddenly started talking, and put down his marker, to my dismay.

"I hope you all picked up the work I put by the door because that is your classwork. Whatever problems you do not complete will be your homework," he stated and walked to his desk, signaling it was time for us to begin working. I sighed and flipped over the worksheet to see it.

I stared at the sheet for a couple of seconds, gazing over the confusing maze of numbers and letters being haphazardly put together before I decided not to do it.

I took out a clean sheet of paper and started doodling on it instead, a plethora of words and small drawings filling the empty space.

The soft sounds of droplets tapping against the window made me reach a tranquil state, as well as the quiet chatter of students helping each other.

The only thing that brought me out of daydream mode was the sound of the school bell, telling us that it was time to leave.

I quickly stuffed all my things into my backpack and left the classroom, angsty to leave and release my brain of all the school material.

But somehow, someway, I didn't notice that my paper slipped out my binder and onto the floor.

Right in front of your feet.