Sometimes I wish I was a bird.....so I could fly over certain people and shit on their heads
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"....in conclusion,a school isn't just an institute of learning,it's a home to certain students whose real homes are messed up,a place for solitude though for a short amount of time and to others,it's an hellhole, a dungeon trapping them within its blank walls with no chance of escaping. The teachers to them are ogres,the evil cyclones that are always talking in monotonic voices putting them the students to sleep before they even hatch a plan to escape"
I rounded my little speech with a light bow and a smirk on my face. English happens to be the best class in this damn place called a school and it's all because of Miss Flora. Miss Flora is the substitute teacher,she came after our last teacher got a strong concussion after getting hit by a ball thrown by an anonymous person.
Miss Flora decided to do a little project, picking random students to explain any word she says. I liked the word I was given but would have preferred she gave me 'Teachers'.
Reasons for that unknown.
"That was a lovely speech Miss West, grateful you were able to refrain from using.....colorful words" Miss Flora praised signifying that it's time for me to go back to my table. An unspoken request I willingly obliged to.
"What a nerd" Bianca whispered loudly for everyone to hear. She had gone back to being a sour bitch ever since I refused to give her my parents stuff that even I haven't seen and tries to humiliate me any time she gets a chance.
"Nerd? Pfft I prefer intellectual baddass"
A glare from Miss Flora shut down the words left in her mouth but that didn't stop her from sending me a murderous glare and I gave her the middle finger.
Trade by barter people
Miss Flora picked another person,a boy to be precise with red hair and nerdy glasses on.
"Stars"
"Stars are...."
BAM
The door suddenly flew open from outside,it's loud bang filling the air. I was the closest to the door so I had the front row seat to see the hooligans who did it. The idiots that banged the door like psychopaths.
One is a psychopath, dunno about the other.
"Mr Brooks, what is the meaning of this shenanigan?" Miss Flora asked angrily.
Christian sent her a cheeky smile trying to appear innocent. A trait he's far from having.
"My lovely Miss Flora, Ivan here is a new student and I was forced by the secretary to show him around but something happened and we got a little sidetracked. But in the end we got here peacefully....ish"
The look on Miss Flora's face is far from the emotion happiness,the glare she gave Christian is enough to send him six feet under. He looked around still smiling sheepishly until his eyes landed on mine.
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Deviation
Teen Fiction"So it was you this entire time" I yelled at him,hot tears running down my cheeks and bringing my mascara with them. I never cry NEVER He refused to answer trying hard not to meet my gaze,he refused to be confronted. "Answe...
