OUTCASTS // randy/macklyn (ON HIATUS)

02 // betrayal

September 25, Tuesday

Frankly, Brooklyn Wyatt doesn't really care much about his classes. What he really does care about was being able to hang out with his friends. Thankfully, in this class, he was able to be with some of them. Jules. Kit. Will. And Lucas. They were all part of the school's football team and they kind of rule the school. But, Brook doesn't really care much about the fame and the power they garnered from being part of the athletic team. He just wanted his friends.

"Good morning, class. I am Ms. Sophie and I would be your teacher for this period," the young blonde lady said as she fixed her table and opened the plasma TV to show her presentation.

Brooklyn glanced at her with boredom, leaning his face to his right palm. She began talking about how they all needed to listen and cooperate with her as this special class for seniors was really important. He rolled his eyes and nonchalantly started checking out the room.

He first noticed Andy Fowler, who was shamelessly flirting with another senior student who was beside him. He saw Andy leaned at their timid classmate's ear, whispering something in which the poor boy shied about, looking down. Andy felt his gaze and their eyes met. The flamboyant boy gave him a pretentious smirk and blew him a kiss.

Brooklyn immediately looked down, choosing to glance at the crevices of his arm chair. He swore he heard Andy snicker in amusement, going back to flirting his poor seatmate. He clenched his fist, trying his best to not tackle Andy to the ground for the attitude he was pulling.

Clicking his tongue, he proceeded to glance at his left and was welcomed by the prominent castaway duo that was Jack and Mikey. They were currently scribbling things at their notebooks, frequently tapping their feet as if doing so would make the time faster and end the class easier.

Disregarding them, Brooklyn looked back at his jock friends, smiling as he read on their faces that they were all feeling the same as him. They all just wanted to end these classes and go outside so they could practice their game plays in the fields.

Jules crumpled a piece of paper and jokingly threw it in front of the class, hoping to hit one of their classmates. It did.

The crinkled paper hit the head of some nerd kid who was listening intently to the teacher. Once he felt the paper land on his head, he glanced down at it, frowning at their direction. Jules and the others sneakily cackled, the nerd choosing to ignore them as he went back to minding what the teacher was saying.

Brooklyn laughed with them, him and Lucas sharing a gaze in which he genuinely smiled as the other mirrored him. He decided to heed back his attention to Ms. Sophie once the teacher stopped talking, giving their direction a stern glare.

"So, as I was saying. This year-long class would be allotted for a solitary project that you, all seniors would do," she explained.

"This is called the Autobiography Project. In this, all of you are required to make and create your very own autobiographies throughout your high school life. You can do it by pairs, triads, groups, anything but alone. Come on, we're promoting camaraderie here. You all just need to compose your journey throughout your last year in high school and that's it."

"Don't even pass on not making this one for this project reflects in all of your grades. This is also a major requirement for all you lot to graduate. No autobiography, no diploma policy. So, there is no acceptable excuses in not making this. Are there any questions?"

The room was filled with nothing but silence as no one voiced and spoke out anything. The teacher cleared her throat and stated, "Since there are no questions, you may now group yourselves according to what you want. Make a plan of what you will do for the project and please do not waste any time. Remember, this is your key to graduation."