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No Ship|History Class

Idea/Prompt: Highschool AU, based off  of events in my history class

Platonic not romantic!

Gonna be taking about the book at the end.
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Almost everyone has a favorite subject unless you hate school. Respectable to that opinion I could see why. I hate math, worst thing to exist in my opinion but I digress. My favorite subject is history. Strange but let me explain.

I'm a junior in highschool , surprising I haven't dropped out, but history is my favorite subject. In freshmen year I had the best history class because I was able to be in a class with my close friends, no other reason. The class sucked, I just liked that I was able to sit with my friends.

The things that we did in that class were great.

"C'mon Falsie! You know you love me," Ren said with a smile.

False tried to hide her smile and said, "Nope, as soon as I see you at my practice I'm slapping you with the sword."

Ren tried to act scared, which worked well, before he put an arm around False and said, "If you don't love me then give me my hoodie back."

False had forgotten her jacket at home and in Ren's opinion it was too hot to wear his so False was able to take it. She had liked to take our hoodies since she was the smallest one in the group.

"You're never getting it back!" False said.

"That's the third one you've taken from me!" Ren said.

"You're one to complain, she's taken five from me," Doc said laughing.

"She's only taken two from me," I said smiling.

False and her hoodie obsession, one of the things we've talked about since we met. Everything platonic but still great. Reminds me of the time Ren was having a bad day and for some reason the teacher let him sleep.

Ren walked into the class, when he sat down he tosses his bag on the floor and laid his head down on the desk. Strange behavior from the usual happy guy. He let out a deep sigh before breathing on a normal beat again.

Doc, who was sitting beside the sad sack of a man, had poked his head with the eraser of his pencil. Ren's ear twitched then his body was still again, so Doc poked his ear again. Ren had shot up which both caught the group's attention and the teacher's.

"Stop with your damn pencil dick!" Ren said at Doc.

Doc just put his hands up defensively and said, "Sorry man."

The teacher walked over and said, "What's happening over here?"

"I just want some damn sleep," Ren mumbled.

"Then sleep. Your grade, not mine." The teacher walked away.

Ren sighed happily. Before Ren laid his head down on the desk, Doc had pulled his chair out a bit. He pat his lap, so Ren laid his head on Doc's lap after curling up in his chair.

Anyway would think they're in a relationship, but that's how our friend group worked. We acted like family.

I had arrived at my History class, it was the last period of the day and first the Friday of the school year. I walked in, greeted by the teacher, and sat down in the empty slot of the little two by two of my friends.

"Hey Iskall!" Ren exclaimed.

"Hey Ren!" I said smiling.

"Back to what I was saying, I'm going to have good grades this year!" Ren said.

"You sure about that?" Doc asked, taking a sip of water.

"Yes! I'm going to do my best this year and keep up some good grades!"

"You day that every year," False called him out.

Our little group started laughing, Ren wasn't. He wasn't exactly the brightest in the group but we still loved him. He just pulled his hood up jokingly and laid his head down on the desk. He started to laugh, not being able to contain it anymore.

This year is gonna be good, especially with these idiots with me. I love them too much, but that's fine.

WC: 700
Updates are gonna be much slower! School sucks and I don't have a lot of time here anymore.