I stared at the clock mounted on the wall, seconds seeming like minutes. Minutes like hours. My teacher stood facing away from the class, droning on about some garbage we probably will never need to use anyway, and scribbling on the board. 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡls59zg6rGj
Ten, nine.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWwKesKINfW
"Multiply these....."621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlKCRkNEfIo
Eight, seven, six.
Her powdery chalk let out a ear drum bursting screech as it drew numbers on the dusty board.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡteiAifIAFf
Five, four, three.
Others around me began to tidy their belongings in preparation for the bell.
Two, one.
Sighs were released from students in the class, I found I produced one myself. The ringing of the bell echoed off the hallway walls - any student's favorite noise. Mounting my back-pack over one shoulder, I began to make my way to the door, its edges starting to splinter. Some students already out of the building, others still packing their books into their bags. After much waiting, the end of the day had come. I was free for another couple of hours, and I intended on spending that time getting nothing done, as most kids my age would.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNcC5VQEHdz
"Fredrick! Oi! Fred!" I called across the hall, as usual, nobody paid any attention to me. Except for one.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡka77n4Jcud
Fred, my closest friend - rephrase - only friend, balanced precariously on his toes, searching for my taffy coloured hair. Upon spotting me, he darted through the crowd, towards my direction. 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7kitfsDjwt
"Ryder! There you are! I thought that old bat might've kept you back for after school detention because you sneezed or something." 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpCLGhJWBu9
I laughed like I do every time I'm with Fred. He was the best, every part of him, from his jet black hair down to his duct taped together shoes. 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyjR4I7sNBH
"You can come over to my place this afternoon." I proposed to him, already knowing the answer.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8zywIyRIp9
"Of course! But I don't have to if you want to participate in 'family game night'." He joked, knowing my Mum's weekly family routine. 621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSOmj3sxooO
"You know I don't." I responded flatly.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHaEfxf8xvR
We both chuckled. My Mum's game nights always suck. I was just about to pull another joke when I found myself unable to form the words.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbDBCOxwk7Q
I felt overwhelmingly dizzy and my vision blurred. I saw that Fred looked concerned and barely heard him when he spoke my name. The hallway was empty now, it was just us left. Lights exploded in my eyes.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxp1cYUQNj5
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Nothing.621Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Z2fyz7bSQ
