Omniscient
Sept. 9,2019
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Room 216.
The room that many students dreaded and will avoid at all cost.
The room that held a slight expired smell to it that made it hard to stay in longer than 10 minutes.
The room where half the basketball team ran a train on Diana Lynch, the head flyer of the cheerleading team.
The room that after school detention would be held in.
Bummer
Through out the silent halls, a slight squeaking sound bounced around the walls. Heavy breathing was heard as well as the person made there way to the devilish room.
Taymor stood in front of the door, completely out of breath from the 'marathon' as he would call it, that he just endured.
He bent over and placed his hands on his knees in attempt to gather himself. He took deep breaths and counted to himself, trying to get his breathing under control.
"They don't got no elevator in this bitch" he mumbled to himself. He swallowed the small amount of saliva that was in his mouth before letting out a frustrating breath.
"What the hell my mama tax money be going to? "
He sighed to himself before standing up straight. He fixed his black supreme hoodie and adjusted his book bag on his back before knocking at the door.
A couple seconds went by before the door opened, taymor instantly being faced by Ms.Lopez.
Her face had a slight red tint on it, anger basically spilling from her eyes as she looked down on taymor.
"Mr. McIntyre, would you care to explain why the hell you are late to detention" Ms. Lopez said, a faint attitude laced in her voice.
Taymor was never the one to talk back to adults or let a disrespectful manner be noticed. He tried to keep his feelings and expressions under control while around older people.
People would always describe him as quiet and kind. He didn't always say much but helped people when could.
Almost every child in tays grade could speak on one kind act that taymor had done for them
However, when it came to Ms. Lopez, she always found a way to bring some sort of attitude out of taymor.
It was like she got a high from pissing tay off.
It took everything I'm taymor to with hold his attitude and be respectful as possible.
"My math teacher wanted to go over a test question with me. She held me back after class to make sure I understood" taymor utter, avoiding eye contact with her.
It wasn't like he was lying, he just knew that if he looked her directly in the face, his irritation was bound to seep through.
Ms. Lopez stood there, staring at taymor before stepping to the side letting taymor through.
He walked in a stood in front of the class, scanning the room in hopes of finding an open seat.
