The Joys of Arson

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     Plopping down into the seat next to her newfound math partner, almost immediately dropped her head down into her arms sprawled onto the desk with explicit imagery and slurs carved into the wood. 

"Get the fuck up, class is already over" 

"W-what?"

"Just messing with you, fuckface, class just started"

       She sighs and tries to go back to napping but it's no use; only resulting in the girl lying her face in one hand while doodling in a composition book with slight water damage and smudges in the writing. 

        Class seemed like it was lasting an eternity, but once the whole new school year lectures and ground rules were established, the anticipated yet annoyingly loud school bell rang and students were dismissed to venture off to their second period.

       Glancing over at the now crumpled piece of paper in her hands, she notices some barely legible writing in the corner of her transcript.

'Meet me at the big tree to the back of the quad that's been marked with spray paint -J'

         Not paying attention to Judd's message, the sleep deprived girl trudges over to her next class, economics.

        Repeating her "new girl" routine to the next teacher, Alix found a seat near the class's window looking out to the campus, with benches and trees that had cascading shadows dancing on the concrete.