Oh brilliant, math. It’s never been my subject… actually, nothing has ever been my subject. Except sports, but I don’t think that counts, unless gym? I dunno. Anyway, I sit here listening to the stupid teacher ramble on about something that sounded like ‘solving complex equations.’ Great. Sounds like just my sort of thing.
I let my eyes wander around the room. There was emo-girl looking just as bored as I felt. Then again, she always looked bored.
Over there was my girlfriend, trying to catch my eye. She rolled her eyes overdramatically at the teacher, who caught her and began giving a lecture on respect. I hid a smile as she got a detention.
Sometimes I think I must be a terrible person, I mean what kind of person is happy when their girlfriend gets a detention? God I’m such an asshole.
I suddenly notice emo-girl staring at me. The expression she’s wearing reminds me of my mom’s when my cat brought in a dead chipmunk.
It confirms what I was just thinking. The bell rings and I escape from my thoughts.