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. 923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMGOlu6mNN4
Ten, nine.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk675NWTIe2
"Multiply these....."923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpk4FkXbYlu
Eight, seven, six.
Her powdery chalk let out a ear drum bursting screech as it drew numbers on the dusty board.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn66Y4jNQpC
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.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtkHyRvDWbG
"Fredrick! Oi! Fred!" I called across the hall, as usual, nobody paid any attention to me. Except for one.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaXEmK40oMf
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. 923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡye3fbUR4ky
"Ryder! There you are! I thought that old bat might've kept you back for after school detention because you sneezed or something." 923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJCigHDluqC
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. 923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPr90yFvAT2
"You can come over to my place this afternoon." I proposed to him, already knowing the answer.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsj9VOBdZyF
"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. 923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2IZoEDVrLu
"You know I don't." I responded flatly.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOAteb46WLl
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.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqt4MF46MSW
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.923Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2vMzGACdTF
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