School is boring , just a bunch of feral kids trying to get laid. The teachers are shit and the hours are unbearable. My favorite class was English back when my " bestfriend " still went to the school. She was just your typical bitch . She believed that she was perfect and she whored around with a couple of guys herself .
Earlier that day my "bestfriend " had told me that she was going to be changing schools in a weeks time . At first I was destroyed . Even though she was a whore I still didn't want to be in school without her. It broke my heart a little that she would just leave me like that . But in life u soon realize that friends mean nothing and they are a waste of time and effort .
So there we were . Me and my " bestfriend " where walking our way to English . Room 17. Our school is pretty basic . You have the art rooms and the industrial arts in one block , cooking and textiles in another , then music and then the main block , E block , which held 30 rooms containing Maths,English , bushcraft , history etc .
As we walked into class , we saw around 30 miserable faces sitting lazily in chairs , flooded across the room . We sat in our regular places at the back and pulled out our book and pens . As the teacher had not come into the room yet we sat there making a racked .
On one side on me sat my " bestfriend " and on the other usually sat a black boy . At that time I had taken a fancy to him . So when I saw that a girl ( Stephanie ) was about to take his place, I went nuts . I kicked the chair so she wouldn't try to sit down .
She shot me a filthy look and sat a few chairs away and the black boy sat next to me .
Little did I know that ,that day I had met the love of my life .
