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. 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8LedjC63RW
Ten, nine.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA4twLy154y
"Multiply these....."470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8yCiFvm3RJ
Eight, seven, six.
Her powdery chalk let out a ear drum bursting screech as it drew numbers on the dusty board.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2o0VPjwVHD
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.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkHsa1IqASA
"Fredrick! Oi! Fred!" I called across the hall, as usual, nobody paid any attention to me. Except for one.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrStBXVTO4s
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. 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN3lZZgAoeo
"Ryder! There you are! I thought that old bat might've kept you back for after school detention because you sneezed or something." 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBp30CihKlI
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. 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS2IX8D5nhv
"You can come over to my place this afternoon." I proposed to him, already knowing the answer.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR2h7nYKDtA
"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. 470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4pcPSnQhUQ
"You know I don't." I responded flatly.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMCg6hF3VT0
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.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkvXPDjnoG5
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.470Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡftMIPZBDkX
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