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. 635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVpsjhQvD85
Ten, nine.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl3hAPgVVur
"Multiply these....."635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡua1HigJxHy
Eight, seven, six.
Her powdery chalk let out a ear drum bursting screech as it drew numbers on the dusty board.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSFGUiSEvN4
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.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOAwtdWnRfE
"Fredrick! Oi! Fred!" I called across the hall, as usual, nobody paid any attention to me. Except for one.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKxtaA3P6ed
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. 635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmJ4RTnVkXs
"Ryder! There you are! I thought that old bat might've kept you back for after school detention because you sneezed or something." 635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8YTcEV9eS7
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. 635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgwFHHOWGB3
"You can come over to my place this afternoon." I proposed to him, already knowing the answer.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi9ejwMfP2Y
"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. 635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvxh5V671Dn
"You know I don't." I responded flatly.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIOKRZnWiRL
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.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb9nCyX2Pfq
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.635Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDsduD1Ja97
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