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travis' friend, tiger's, boredom leads to her stumbling into an awkward mutual...
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Chapter Count : Two, " Don't Hold Your Hopes High ". Time Stamp : 1.55pm, Monday, October 21, 2019. Point of View : Tiger, at her School. My legs cross as I lean back in my desk, the blue backing pressed up against my spine. My back had begun to have a slight stinging feeling due to how I've been constantly slouching throughout the school day.
Barely listening to what my Psychology teacher was spea- king of, I fiddle with my phone in the back of the room. My eyes flicker up to the middle-aged, brown-headed m- an in the front of the room to check where his focus was; luckily it wasn't on me.
@ callmecarsonyt ; I have a question for you, when you get the chance.
My brown eyes flicker back down to the device in my h- ands, seeing the notification from Carson at the top of my screen.
In the past nine days since I've met some of the boys, we have played a few games together and have been chatting back and forth a bit, but I wouldn't really consider us all friends yet. Though, I do enjoy talking to and playing with them as they really help to make a bad day turn good.
@ tiger_c: ; I'm just in class rn, but what's up? ☺️
"Timothee Evans," My eyes shoot up again after hearing my full name instead of the nickname that I very much pr- efer, "Care to answer question number five?" I breathe out softly and quickly, glancing at the packet on my desk.
The burning feeling of having fifteen-plus sets of eyes on my skin causes a slight anxiety to come over my figure. I read over the question before looking back to the front of the classroom, "Doctor Zimbardo had stopped his experi- ment on day six, instead of after the full fourteen days, due to the 'guards's' torturing and harassment of the boys who were the 'prisoners'."
"See, class?" My teacher's words were heavy, "We've been reviewing this question for upwards of twenty minutes, yet the only one to answer it correctly is the one staring at her cell phone." I let out a held breath, glad that I wasn't humi- liated in front of my entire class.
@ callmecarsonyt ; If I were to set you up a twitch acc- ount, metaphorically, would you stream? 👀
My heart jumped a bit at the message, having picked up on the fact that these boys are much like Travis when it comes to texting. If one of them offers something, it me- ans they've already gone through with it and are just tell- ing you that it's a thing.
