AFTER MATH, I HAD ADVANCED Bio with Professor Salt (God, weird names, right?) He is a black guy with a bald spot, but he is pretty nice, or pretty nice with me because, O, well there is a mentally retarded kid. I walked over and sat at our station beside my lab partner, a girl named Maria. She is really good (and smart) but I never had a friendship with her like I had with Lisa or Amy.
"We are drawing the Kerb cycle." she told me.
"That seems like such an eight–grader thing to do." I complained.
"I know,"
"I wish we would draw the life cycle of a crab." I said.
"Or a crab on a cycle." She replied.
"Hahaha literally."
But we ended up drawing the citric acid cycle and handed our papers to Professor Salts. We then checked to the library for a moment, "I want to read about the silk making process." Maria said to me.
I don't know why in the world she wanted to see it but I agreed anyway.
Later we parted our ways and I decided to stay with Amy and Lisa, mainly because at my place I would be bored out of my skull.
When I called home to inform (as though anybody would care) Rage answered it. So I decided to drive home after all.
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