School and How It Drove Me Insane
Smiling hugely, I heartily slammed my textbooks down. A gruesome spasm twisted my face. I looked down. AP Calc and English Lit were sitting quite innocently on my toes. They seemed to leer at me.
“What the f-” A passing teacher glared, her lemon lips puckered angrily. “-fruit loop.”
Beet-red and muttering incoherently, I headed to Chemistry. My fellow prison-mates stared as I passed by. Probably worrying about the state of my mental health. School always poked my sanity full of holes. Like swiss cheese.
I texted my best friend while poking dubiously at the chunks floating in my beaker. They looked like pieces of raw squirrel meat masquerading as a lab assignment.
wt ru doing?
A moment later, she answered.
jk. math. u?
I looked up as the teacher spoke, feigned adoration, then looked back at my cell.
...wrm sweet tasty
yuck keep ur bf drama 2 urself
im talking about cookies u dork
I blushed. My lab partner smiled seductively “back”. Ew.
Someone just kill me now.