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. 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtM82Yc9NbB
Ten, nine.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEaXRQy648A
"Multiply these....."553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgpkerMziS9
Eight, seven, six.
Her powdery chalk let out a ear drum bursting screech as it drew numbers on the dusty board.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmW34RgRa8q
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.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF7oqWzvZrv
"Fredrick! Oi! Fred!" I called across the hall, as usual, nobody paid any attention to me. Except for one.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjm82W8dmgy
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. 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvJf27Oclcd
"Ryder! There you are! I thought that old bat might've kept you back for after school detention because you sneezed or something." 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc4cbNrNevW
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. 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwi4pAkC63s
"You can come over to my place this afternoon." I proposed to him, already knowing the answer.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡufXm8Bitvd
"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. 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1HK7k3KLTR
"You know I don't." I responded flatly.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0sd7Hn5Q2t
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.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCOm5L37W1i
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.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKHrPeLraIx
Fading.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj8kKx66pMA
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Nothing.553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaHVYCgxChz
