You: Ugh... Huh?
I woke up and the first thing I see when I wake up is my room lit up by the sun. That's weird. Usually when I wake up, the sun isn't up. It's usually still dark but it's bright in my room. I look at the time. It's 10:00am.
You: Oh... Shoot...
It seems like I forgot to turn my alarm clock on. Whatever, I don't care if I'm late to school. I checked my phone before getting up. I got a bunch of missed calls from Sana.
I sighed. She's gonna be mad when I get to school. I got up and did my morning routine. I didn't rush or anything, I just went the same speed I normally go.
(Timeskip)
I arrived at school and walked to my class, which is math. I have Math with Sana, so I'll see how she'll react when I sit next to her.
I opened the door and walked into the room. The room was filled with chatter. I guess we're doing a worksheet. I gave the teacher my late slip and he handed me the worksheet we're working on today. I took the worksheet sat down next to Sana.
You: Hey...
Sana: Why were you late? You know I was waiting for you to knock on my door. I even called you a bunching times but you wouldn't answer. What happened?
You: I forgot to turn my alarm clock on and I overslept.
Sana: Really? That's what happened?
You: Yeah.
Sana: Oh my god... You really need to be more responsible.
You: I just made a mistake, I'll be more responsible next time.
Sana: Yeah sure. You know, in the real life, when you're older, there is no next time. It's better you be responsible all the time.
You: Sana, it was a mistake, okay?
Sana: I don't care. Plus, you shouldn't have kept me waiting. I could've also been late to class if I choose to wait for you to knock on my door or if I choose to knock on your door and wait. You know I would do that.
You: Yeah, sure.
Sana: Seriously, I would. But since I'm more responsible than you, I didn't do any of that.
You: You're not more responsible than me.
Sana: Uh, yeah I am, you idiot.
You: You're clumsy dude.
Sana: So? Clumsy and Responsible are two different things.
You: Well still, you aren't more responsible than me.
Sana: Yes I am.
You: No you aren't.
Sana: Yes. I am.
You: No. You are not.
Sana: YES I AM!
Sana yelled at me and caused almost all the class to be quiet and look at us, specifically Sana. She realized that the whole class was staring at her.
Teacher: Sana, stop yelling. Be respectful please.
Sana: Okay, I'm sorry.
Everyone then looked away and continued talking.
You: Yeah... Be more respectful.
Sana: Tch, shut up. Let's just drop this and work.
Me and Sana stopped talking and I started working on the sheet.
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