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. 975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJcwBJSyt7h
Ten, nine.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfozbbYUqtJ
"Multiply these....."975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCrs7sGfc6k
Eight, seven, six.
Her powdery chalk let out a ear drum bursting screech as it drew numbers on the dusty board.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWIpLGJaect
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.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM9N9KG8zU4
"Fredrick! Oi! Fred!" I called across the hall, as usual, nobody paid any attention to me. Except for one.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9lHjZ02z3t
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. 975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy5Jr3EK3k1
"Ryder! There you are! I thought that old bat might've kept you back for after school detention because you sneezed or something." 975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGkGfzFodTL
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. 975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPF5njVKnXw
"You can come over to my place this afternoon." I proposed to him, already knowing the answer.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpzIgiwffSl
"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. 975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqTNkBzFkPQ
"You know I don't." I responded flatly.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmSWLU4qdcb
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.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡahFnJ2phaW
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.975Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJuoXnxbQHq
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