HIGHSCHOOL

Pat down

Khylin POV.

Its the beginning of the dreaded week again, can you tell me why Monday makes people so depressed?

Anyway as of right now im sitting in this dreaded class listening to the most boringest; yes its a word teacher in the world talk about algebra equations.

Such a fucking bore!

"Ok can anyone answer this equation?" Mr. Dillon writes it on the white board.

(2y-8x)+(6x-7y)

Easy answer.

I may not like his ass or math on a whole for that matter but algebra is my shit.

Mr. Dillon faces the class and looks around the room, his eyes calculating each and everyone of us. He crosses his arms.

"Miss Darlington thanks for volunteering"

I raised my head off the desk,"Excuse? I doh remember puttin mi han up" I gave him a stank face.

Why teachers so?

"Is that so? Well im volunteering you. Please answer the question"

I roll my eys and lets out a huff walking towards the board" Aye allyuh teachers rel bole face inno?

I hear Myyah let out a snort behind me. "Stop being rude Lin"

I ignore her.

Taking the royal blue inked white board marker from Mr. Dillon who has this stupid ass smug look on his face by the way. I bet he thinks I'm gonna get it wrong think again.

Removing the marker cover I wrote the answer. −2x−5y

I looked at Mr. Dillon, his smug look is replaced by one of annoyance.

Gooood.

I put the marker down and walked back to my seat giving Myyah a high five.

(*)

After math it was now time for P.E

"I. Cant. breathe! mi ded" I fall to the floor along with half the class. After running around the huge football field three times, I'm beat.

Mrs. Gray blows her whistle and shouts " Up up kids! we are not done, off your ass now!"

If you haven't caught on by now we are outside on the field running track like these people are tryna kill us! As I struggle to get up while trying to drag myyah with me I heard a whistle being blown again, I looked aroung and notice the other P.E teacher heading our way. Mr. Dalton I think that's his name I remember his face as he teaches P. E as well as being the teacher for soccer as the Americans say and my Kyler plays for the school. I think soccer season is on its way.

As the two teachers talk I turn to look at the tall brown girl to my left." I wanna go home, I just want a big ass box of pepperoni pizza and a cold ass sprite so I can yell fresh out of sprite like I'm jay Versace! I just want to cuddle with my ReRe" She starts to pout.

ReRe?

I just pat her shoulder repeatedly.

Poor child

That loud ass whistle was blown again and i swear to god i will-

"OKAY! Listen up everybody here is whats gonna happen" Mrs. Gray went on for the next two minutes explainin to us that we have to share the rest of the period with the soccer players and that we have the option of either playing or watching . After she finished the whole class broke out in praise .