It was Boredom (Slow Update)

Chapter 4

I am sooo sorry for not updating this long. Lower your swords🏹🗡🔫🔪🛡. I love y'all. P.S: hey you, I'm gonna update, when I curb ma lazy assiness.

"...x times three, you know, the coefficient?" My maths teacher, Mr. Craig, asked rhetorically. You know I haven't even been paying attention" I said,in boredom. "I  know but that doesn't make it right okay? You know, I see you've been distracted for a long time. What is happening? What's up you know"  He asked. "You're my math teacher and you're not supposed to be talking about that like that " I replied lazily. "I know what I'm going to do and what I won't, thank you very much"he sassed.

(╯︵╰,) can he ever understand (our poor Ianboo is frustrated, gahhh ☺🙀, soon mengℹ😘)

So Craig here is as you know my math teacher but he isn't also my math teacher, he's a friend of mine , actually graduated early and got the job. "Could you stop rubbing it in my face,the fact that you got the job, and your now my teacher and stuff ,stop it." I said tired of everyone questioning me.

Let me guess, you are frustrated and something tells me it's your beautiful mother" he said, jokingly. Beautiful, beautiful. Very beautiful, I tell you, very" I say sarcastically and shut down my laptop, before he could say another word. I would rather complete my story on Wattpad  rather than listen to his bullshit.

Before I could begin I heard my mother's voice. "Ian, come downstairs. I'm done making lunch". Of course she will be done, he had been the one requesting for it. It was always him or his son. She had been trying so hard to make them feel at home, that she totally forgot about me. Anyways, I had no choice but to go downstairs unless I was ready for another lecture, and I sure wasn't.

At moments like this I missed my pets Andy and Max my cat and dog, that always seem to love fighting each other for my attention. I also missed my grandma and I was hoping to call her soon after lunch. Although my grandpa lived at Detroit and my grandma as Brooklyn, I still preferred staying with my grandma.

She was the strongest woman I ever knew, she pulled through for me and my 'tales of woe', as everyone put it, even after the divorce. Although my mother never visited her once, I knew my grandmother still loved her. I packed my things and arranged them. Did I forget to tell you? I had diagnosed of a mild case of OCD. My grandma was also the only person that understood it, since she also had OCD. I heard my mother's voice come again.

Well, when the bitch is at it, you will have to hit it I said to myself. I hurried downstairs, before Horrid Henry barged. As for who he is, wouldn't you like to know?

A long chapter munchickins. Just for y'all 💃💃💃. I would love to hear from you all. #endsarsmovement please support #endpolicebrutality. #supportme #SYS #ShowYourSupport. Muahh,big kisses. 🙈👻 stay safe.😷

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