Oreo

Chapter 35: Attention

A/N: Here is the chapter at last; sorry to keep you non-existant readers waiting but it is finally here, ghost Oreos!!

Beware, it has been very poorly and lazily editted but I didn't feel like leaving anyone waiting or taking longer than originally expected.

Tbh, i already wrote the next chapter but when i came back to edit this one I realised I only had 3 paragraphs written and had forgotten to even finish it, soooooooo....

Here it is "completed"

Please note i will be going back to edit this one and all chapters before it at a later time; I'm just lazy XP

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Orion's POV~

We were walking into ELA, second period, after a somewhat quiet 1st.  Quiet as in few people spoke up and the room was mostly filled with whispers amongst our peers.  Mrs. Stiller looked up at us, her face alighting a bit.  To be fair, she was probably the nicest teacher the school.  She had been absent yesterday likely due to some some personal matters.

"Ah, Orion, Romeo!  Good morning~!" She greeted, siffting some papers into a neat stack ready for the class.  Her eyes then fixated more towards Ro.  "Hey, I saw you on the news the other day.  That was insane!  It was amazing you were able to save that baby in time.  Did you get hurt or anything?   I understand if you want to take it easy today."

He blushed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck and looking away.  "Yeah... and he's my brother."

"Really?" She said with raised eyebrows.  "I didn't know you had a brother; that's incredible!  You're like a real hero, man."

I would've spoken up but I felt that Ro's family affairs weren't mine to share, so if he wanted the word out then it would come from him.

As more people showed up and the class actually began, other students were gossiping amongst their friends and glancing over at Ro and I.  The bullies T beat up were still absentee as well.  It honestly made me wonder if any of the student body was even aware of what happened besides the lucky minions who survived.

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Romeo's POV~

Advisory wasn't much different to first and second, aside from the fact that literally no one was doing anything productive due to not having much to focus on in the first place.  Walking into third was a lot more refreshing than it normally was, because of that.  A quiet class; just the teacher, me and one other student.  For something that some would expect to be ideal to have on their schedule, Art was a lot less thriving in numbers than expected. 

At least we both worked hard.  Not exactly hard to fail the class unless you're literally glued to your phone and refuse to lift a finger.

This was the one class I didn't share with Orion.  Apparently his was non-rearrangable for creditable reasons and I was too comfortable in my placement.  It was like a zen room.  No one to worry about.  No one to worry about me.  Nothing to do but let the imagination loose and relax.

I took my unassigned assaigned seat in the back, closer to the opposing end of the door but not at the end.  The other guy was sitting in his usual spot already and the teacher was sitting on his desk waiting for us to have settled in.  Overall, neither seemed to be in terrible spirits so I foresaw another calm hour of the usual.

"Alright, class," Mr. Roberts started up with a clap of his hands.  "Since I know everyone is hear, I won't wait for the bell.  For today - no, for the rest of this month until sometime early March - I was thinking about initiating a group project." No audible response.  "You may be wondering 'why are we doing a group project, this is art class'.  Well, I'll tell you why.  Because you guys need test-grades and we're inchin' closer and closer to April.  Not really, but Mr. Roberts has been feeling a bit inspired lately.  So I plan on making these group projects a bit more... frequent.  This will help you guys get your creative gears rolling as well, hopefully."