Handcuffed Rivals

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We came to an agreement that going to one class wouldn't hurt but since we have this unexpected need to not go, we won't be here for long.

It's a miracle we agreeded on anything really, but since it happened to be Faculties business, we shared the same oppinion.

"What's this class again?" the students hurrled up fast around the door, yet I had no clue where I stepped into. Having this half schedule from each side, only confused us, barely helped like it was supposed to do.

"I have no idea." I heard from my right. This was ought to be fun, not knowing the teacher, acting like everything is fine and we're perfectly normal. Almost feels like my life.

"Settle down class." a middle aged women pushed through the crowd and then closed the door just as we took a seat in the middle desk, at the centre of the class where none wanted to. It should've been a sign for us but, of course, we sat in spite of that. "Today we have some interesting topics. Did all of you do your own little research like I told you to do?"

The class erupted in a different pace of "Yes." and "Yea." that it became shameful for me to silently pronaunce an 'no' followed by Kings 'no' as well. We didn't even know the lady infront of a  board so speaking out wasn't unusual.

Did I go to this class or did King? Because I don't remember ditching it and that says almost everything.

"Okay, excellent." she seemed cheerful, exicted about her job. It was an unusuality to see a proffesor here who actually enjoyed his work.

"Indeed." I murmured to myself clearly not ready for this to enroll. King made himself comfortable, a guys thing to do wheter it's an appocalipse or simply a mild event, he wouldn't care for the outcome. What did he care about?

"Okay, Cooper! Lets start with you." she folded the paper in her hands and smiled. I blinked in the process trying this new method of mines to act like I didn't hear my name and that I wasn't present to begin with. So, I guess I had this class. Divine.

She stared down at me regardless of my play "God why?" in the Heavens, shit always happened to me. King, laughed his ass off, his cute little buttcheeks that only get to look cute in those blue shorts. Why was I sparing my valnuable time on thinking about his disgusting ass anyway? I should be concentrating on the matter at hand. Maybe it was easier to esape a heart attack that way.

"Shush!" my open finger gave him a warning without me saying much else "You're going down with me if it comes to it."

The lady cleared her throat and I knew what dying must feel like "So, Bea, where can we find information about adoption, say parental care etc.?"

I was sweating like a pig "Ammm, Family Law Act?" seriously, I did not belong here, I never sat here. I don't remember seeing this lady.

"Okay, but if we want to know more?" she insisted on torturing me.

"More?" my voice came out squicky and all I could think about was, why would I wanna know more? I don't caaare.

"Ahhh, um, for which part exactly?" the idiot noticed my discomfort, almost like he was glad I felt that way. He may felt like he won, actually, so laughing muffled by his hand, didn't surprise.

I remembered my European course and smiled sweetly, not knowing where I was going with it but I was going, okay "I mean, if we're talking about children we have to respect the Hagues Convention, it's a multilateral treaty."

"I wasn't going in that direction but okay." she turned to look at the rest of the class, getting their attention pretty easily, while I sanked down my seat exhaustedly.