I'm late to school. Again.
Walking into Garry's history class late is like being a comedian, telling a joke. Then no one laughs. They just all stare at you like you're a fucking walking shark, letting all of your anxiety turn into full-throttle self-loathing.
Isn't it amazing?
So I walked in, Garry lectured me and angrily muttered a bunch, then I sat down. Everyone was generally in the same seats as yesterday, so it seems like there aren't any assigned seats. I sit down across from Pink Hair, whose nose is shrouded in The Great Gatsby like always. Carly smiles lightly at me. I wave slightly at her.
Garry starts lecturing us about dress code for whatever reason, and I soon feel someone's eyes on me. I glance to my right, and I see pale blue eyes quickly go back to a book. My face heats up.
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sorry for not updating i'm a lazy memechild
~ tay
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