Chapter One

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"As you all should remember from last time we were going over the central nervous system. I'll go over a quick summary of it before we continue. The central nervous system is made up of three structures one of them being the brain" she paused and scanned the room. Everyone sat up straighter in their seat and began taking notes or acted like they were interested in the subject.

"The brain is made up of several parts and is one of the most important organs in the human body. It has four key structures that are the cerebellum, the hypothalamus, the cerebrum and the medulla. The medulla controls the heart and breathing rate of our body. The cerebrum controls conscious thoughts and-Dylan, what is the function of the hypothalamus?" Mrs Jones stopped talking mid-sentence to the class and directed all her attention onto Dylan White who was sitting at the back of the class, feet up on the desk, leaning back in his chair as he texted. He never even thought to hide his phone and boredom for this subject.

He glanced up at her as he frowned and muttered a few words under his breath. I have no doubt in the world that they few words were anything but nice. "What's the function of the hypothalamus, Dylan?" Mrs Jones asked him again as she scowled and pressed her lips tightly together.

Mrs Jones was in her late thirties. She had shoulder length wavy brown hair and wore a pair of small black glasses. She's one of those teachers that gets really into her lessons and enjoys teaching and helping us unlike some of my teachers who couldn't give a rat's ass if we fail.

"Dylan, you have one more chance to answer the question" she said sternly. God sake Dylan, it's fucking water balance and temperature regulation, it's not that hard. I twiddled my pen in my fingers and leaned back in my chair as I watched Mrs Jones try to get him to answer the fucking question.

He looked at her and shrugged before going back to texting someone who I can only guess to be a slut. "Dylan White, get off your phone and pay attention to the lesson. This will be in your exams in two months" she pointed to his phone then crossed her arms.

"I don't care about the fucking exams" he mumbled. Will you just fucking shut up or get out so we can continue with the lesson, I actually enjoy biology. It's one of my subjects that I look forward to going to.

"Actually, if you do start paying attention now it won't raise your marks in anyway. Nothing can get through your thick skull and you've failed whether you start trying now or not. Maybe I should just tell the school board to fail you so you can leave school and stop being a pain in my class" she said before turning and walking back up to the board were she had a slideshow playing and a picture of the brain projected. I smiled and grabbed my pen and started taking notes as she continued with the lesson.

She's right. Once he got asked what the function of the heart was at the beginning of the year. You would think that even if he wasn't listening he would at least know the answer, it's pretty easy considering it's just common-sense. Nope, he answered with to produce energy. I don't have a fucking clue how he got to that in the first place.

"-so as you can see the spinal cord, the brain and the nerves all make up the central nervous system. Today we will be going over the breathing system" she clicked into the next slide then stood up and handed out a small thin yellow book.

"Okay class, this will be your homework on the central nervous system. It is due next time you are in here. You should be able to answer all the questions if you have been paying attention the last couple of periods" I looked through the book that was five pages long. God this will take ages. It's not like I have a life or anything. Note the sarcasm. "Now back onto the breathing system. We will go over how it works and-" she was cut off when the classrooms phone suddenly started to ring loudly.

She sighed "excuse me class." She walked over to the black phone that hung on the wall and picked it up and put it to her ear. "Hello this is Mrs Jones" she answered. I blocked her out as the class burst out into conversation. I sighed and looked at the clock. Only fifteen more minutes until lunch, I'm starving.

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