Crests and Troughs

Shit Stick

You are eating a cup of cereal at two in the afternoon and memories of you in high school begin to flit across your mind like a television montage. Waves of emotion travel through your core as the weight of nostalgia begins to crush you.

Through the suffocation, however, you're kind of glad. Glad because at least you're feeling something. Glad because at least you have something to hold onto. Even though you're trapped, you take it, because at least it's something.

You continue to slowly chew all the while being disturbed with nostalgia.

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Song of Scene: Solitude| Lila Iké

"Hey D."

You haven't even gotten a chance to sit down yet.

"Yeah."

You watch as Tianne leans on the laboratory table, eyes wide in faux innocence as a gift for giving her your work.

"Did you do the lab on Snell's Law?"

"No, I haven't gotten around to." What you gon' do now, bitch?

"Well, can you show me wat to do, then? Please? I was at the nurse when Ms Denley was going through it with my back pain. You know how my scoliosis acts up."

Yeah, everytime you have work to do. How convenient? Disease is a gift to the slothful.

"Yeah, sure. Just come to me when you're ready."

You have just kotched your ass on the uncomfortable wooden stool when you feel an intruder in your space. You turn and almost bump your head into Tianne's. The lab's apparatus, a book and pencil case are shoved in front of you as she explains, "I'm ready right now."

Ugh.

You run through the lab with her, correcting her when necessary and answering her questions. Tianne is half way through her experiment when Joel comes over and asks if you can help him, too. Soon enough, there's a school of five demanding to be taught. This is bullshit so you instruct Tianne to assist Joel, Joel to assist Shane and so on.

You think you'll finally be left to your thoughts but apparently, Tianne understands but can't explain it and you're really fucking pissed at this point.

You ask Joel if he can teach the rest of them because apparently you are responsible for their learning. He says it depends. What a fucking shit stick of a day this turned out to be? You half ass it with him and tell the rest that if he can't teach them they're on their own. You plug in your earphones to Jeremy Zucker's 'all the kids are depressed' and lay your head on your arms while you wait for Ms Denley.

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"Good afternoon, class. I had planned for us to work past paper questions for the half hour I have you for but, it seems you are all working on the lab you were to complete last week-"

"Miss, we didn't understand before. Can you please give us the thirty minutes to work on it?"

That girl, Zaria, just can't shut up, can she?

"Yes, miss. Please?" asks another, then two more.

Can't the woman finish her sentence?

Ms Denley steals the words from your mouth when she responds, "Dear, if you would've allowed me to finish, you would've heard me say that I would give you the half hour to complete your labs, which are due next class."

"Oh. Thank you, miss!"

Alright, now. Please, shut up.

You rest your head back in your hands in a futile attempt to block out you current situation because you hear, "Ms Kennedy?"

You turn your head to your Physics teacher and she asks, "Are you okay?"

What do you think, miss?

Instead, however, you respond, "Yes, miss. I'm just having a headache, right now."

She looks concerned and hopeful when she asks, "Well, have you completed your lab?"

"I've carried out the experiment, miss, but I haven't completed the write-up."

"Okay, ensure you have it ready for next class. Okay?"

"Yes, miss."

Will you all, please, just leave me alone now?
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This was originally a one shot but I added to it, obviously. It has actually evolved into something different from what I originally planned. So, I'm going to retitle and modify accordingly.

However, I don't know when that will be because I have CSEC exams coming up. Anyway, my point is don't be alarmed if you stumble across a book in your library that you didn't add.

-Airamme 💕💕