Part 7: Calum's POV

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I ran into the school building, and rushed into the science lab. I had overslept, again, and I really didn't

wanna be late. This was like the 5th time, that I hadn't gotten here on time this week, so I'd probably get

detention. I opened the door, and managed to sneak past two of the tables, before our teacher saw me.

Fuck.

"Mr. Hood, I'm so glad you decided to join is," Ms. Dunham began. I just stayed quiet as I walked over to

my seat next to Mikey, since I had no idea where the hell she was going with this.

"Would you do me the honor of explaining to the class why you feel like your time is more important

than ours? Why were you late?"

Ugh, I couldn't stand her, instead of handing me a fucking detention slip, or giving me a warning and

moving on, she has to make a production out of everything. I sat down, and stared at the floor.

"Just tell her the truth, Cal." Mikey said supportively. "We all know you were jerking off, and lost track of time."

He whispered to me, laughing his ass off. Ugh, he could be such a fucking idiot sometimes, but he never

ceased to make me laugh.

"What's so funny, Calum?" Mrs. Dunham continued. I just stayed silent.

"Well, since you can't seem to explain yourself to the class, I bet you wouldn't mind some more quality

silence, in detention" she said, sighing.

Mikey snickered again.

"Michael, maybe you can shed some light on what's so funny, since you just can't be bothered to pay attention."

That finally shut him up.

I smirked at him, knowing that he'd probably get detention too.

"Oh, sorry Ms. Dunham. I was just explaining to my good friend Calum, that masturbation is a

completely normal thing, but he shouldn't let it take over his life. I mean he told me he got off 3 times before he

came to school. I just thought it was my responsibility as a friend to tell him that that's not healthy." He said,

sounding genuinely concerned for me. Ms. Dunham looked so fucking flustered, and averted her eyes, before

clearing her throat, and turning back to the board.

"Um, thanks for that...Michael. Let's get back to the lesson class." I sighed, and looked at Michael, who

stuck his tongue out at me and mouthed, "I win."

He was suuuuuuch an ass, but he was one of my best friends, so I just put up with his dumb shit

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