Okay, fifth chapter ^.^ trying to get it more intresting now: D. Feedback would be lovely!
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Chapter Five
View: Vaselia
Date: September fourteenth
Okay so I know I said I liked English and all, but reading poems from the 1600s wasn’t what I thought the class consisted of.
I mentally tried to slap myself in the face to wake up as I listened to the voice of a guy that had to be eighty reading some poem about a bell tower. Why did we have to listen to an old tape recorder of the poem? Why couldn’t the teacher just read it? Or better yet, we didn’t have to read it at all. Now that would be a nice time.
I looked back to the desk behind me to find that Rosalie was fast asleep, no surprise there. I smiled rolling my eyes and turned back around. Our teacher was doing something on the computer and wasn’t paying attention to what the class was doing, which was probably a good thing. She probably wouldn’t like the fact that the only people still awake besides me was only two other students. I actually wondered why I bothered to try to stay awake. This poem seemed to go on forever, and it’s not like anybody else was trying to listen.
I looked up at the clock and almost yelled out of happiness when lunch was beginning in only two more minutes.
Thank you second lunch.
I guess the only down side would be I would have to come back from lunch and listen to the rest. I decided I’d worry about that after.
The two minutes had gone by yet the teacher hadn’t seemed to notice yet, and I didn’t think she was actually going to.
I raised my eyebrow annoyingly and decided I was basically the only person still awake, so I should probably be the hero and ask if we could just leave yet.
“Uh, Mrs. Williams, can we go to lunch yet?” I asked loudly as I gripped the front of my desk.
She looked startled at first, but looked at her computer time and nodded slightly. “Yeah, yeah, have a nice lunch guys.”
She hadn’t bothered to turn around, so she didn’t notice the few kids that were still awake, waking up the teens around them.
I turned back around towards the still asleep Rosalie and made a face.
My first thought was to leave her sleeping there. Man she’d be pissed.
I decided I wouldn’t be that mean and just flicked her on the head with her pencil.
She groaned, her head still resting on the desk.
I laughed, “Come on lazy, lunch time.”
She looked up and gave a smile. “You’re lucky, I’ll let you live, but next time you wake me up, you’re so dead.”
When we walked into the lunch room I didn’t even get to say hi to the already seated Jay and Juliet before my name was called out.
“Vaselia! Hey there gorgeous,” Ryan smiled walking up to me.
Ever since he got my number last week he’s been texting me every day, but don’t get me wrong, Ryan’s’ a nice guy and all, but I didn’t want him to get the impression that I liked him.
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