Time Loop

Day 1

People began to giggle when they saw him making his way to his locker once he arrived on campus. A black, dark feeling began to form in his gut that made him decide to forgo his locker and go straight to his first class. There were too many possibilities that he didn't want to face so early in the morning.
John wasn't popular. John didn't like much of anything that ever happened at school. He didn't spend his time on sports or clubs or furthering his education. He didn't have the time to when he worked two part-time jobs after school to help pay for the rent of the apartment he lived in with his mother.

John disliked how society held education so highly when he was struggling to make enough money for the rent. His mother did her best to pay the most of the rent and all of the bills that came from the divorce. He appreciated her hard work in trying to keep up with the rent, but with having lost job after job her paycheck was less enough for them to stay in the apartment now. John had watched as job after job took its toll on her until she was too tired to work anywhere other than the diner downtown that had been there since about the time the town had begun. Each job she was fired from had a lower paycheck than the last until there were only a few jobs she hadn't tried for. His father wasn't helping the matter when he had some pull in the town. The rumor mill was what killed my mother's chances at a job after my father had decided to make her life hell for leaving him. John and his mother hadn't moved from the town since they had nowhere else to go. At least not until John went to college.

The only reason his mother had agreed to let him work after he had turned sixteen was so that they wouldn't have to move out of the paradise of an apartment they live in now. They would hardly be able to afford anything less than one of the rundown apartments on the bad side of town. They were lucky enough to have moved into an apartment on one of the better known parts of town. His mother's requirements for allowing him to work was that he was to remain in school and get passing grades. As long as he didn't get himself expended or suspended she would let him work.

He went to school because his mother wouldn't sign the papers for him to drop out despite his attempts to persuade her in doing so. She didn't want him to waste his life on working jobs he didn't like with minimal income. It was her goal to make sure that when he figured out what he wanted to do in his life she could help him in any way. That meant forcing him to go to school and get decent grades.

The problem was that John didn't have an aptitude for anything at school. He spent each day waiting until it was time to go to work or back home so he could sleep. The only reason why he stayed was so that his mother wasn't overwhelmed with work.

Except for one teacher that is. Mrs. Ghundly. Most students were terrified of her, but John just found her and her class more annoying than the rest of his classes as she attempted over and over again to get him to do the work she layered on him. That doesn't mean that he did the work for the class, it just meant that he gave more thought as to if he should do it or not. He was too stressed about worrying work, his mother, and what he would have to deal with on the Tuesdays that he needed to go to his father's house. John was too tired to do the work in school when he needed the sleep so that he could make it through work.

What made Tuesdays all that much more terrible was that not only that Mrs. Ghundly was his first class teacher but that she also hated Tuesdays nearly as much as he did. They'd had many arguments on Tuesdays that ended up with both of them getting into trouble. She glared at him as he entered the classroom and sat in his usual seat which wasn't the one she had assigned for him at the beginning of the year.

Neither of them said anything to each other as they kept to their separate sides of the classroom. Other students were beginning to file in, silencing their conversations as they did. Mrs. Ghundly's menacing glare silenced all who walked through her door, though it didn't stop the few giggles that came through when they looked at John.