Until You're Gone

THE POOF ;; LJ

Coates Academy - 299 Hours, 54 Minutes

"So class, can you tell me about the significance of the Boston Tea Party?" Mr. Purvis asked the class, looking as bored as everyone else in the room. Who wouldn't be though? Teaching American History to a bunch of rebellious teenagers had to be the worst job ever, especially since none of them seemed to care about the class anyways.

Lauren Jauregui wasn't even paying attention and she loved history. Instead she stuck to sketching out two girls kissing on the margins of her history notebook. Soon she'd be in art class and drowning out Mr. Purvis's boring lectures would be the least of her worries.

"Yeah, white dudes got triggered 'cause they were paying too much for tea," Zayn Malik shouted from the back of the room. The whole class erupted into giggles, causing Lauren to look up from her notebook. Her gaze moved to her best friend, Normani Kordei, who was twirling her hair absent-mindedly between her fingers. Green eyes met brown and the both of them broke out into a grin.

"No, you're wrong," Justin Bieber deadpanned, looking over at his friend Zayn. "Those guys were Native Americans. They had the costumes and everything!"

Ariana Grande, who was sitting at the front, turned around in her chair which caused her to accidentally flip her ponytail and hit the girl next to her in the face. "Justin Drew Bieber, I cannot believe the shit that just flew out of your mouth. They were white dudes and they were dressed up as Native Americans to put the blame on them!"

Justin's jaw dropped and he slumped back in his chair in defeat. A few other of their friends laughed at him before they were finally quieted by Mr. Purvis clearing his throat expectantly.

"Thank you Miss Grande, I expect no further interruptions, am I correct?"

A few murmurs echoed through the classroom and Lauren took that as her cue to get right back into drawing. The teacher droned on in his lecture and no one seemed to care anymore, except for Ariana and Perrie Edwards who were listening attentively. For a correctional school, those two seemed to be the only people that actually cared about their education.

And then? Silence.

Lauren's eyes snapped up to the front board. Where was Mr. Purvis? Her eyes frantically searched the room for any sign of their crazy old teacher. Nothing. It was almost as if the male had suddenly vanished.

"Yo, where did Mr. P go?" Normani asked, breaking the silence. The whole class turned their attention to her.

"Beats me," said Louis Tomlinson, another one of Justin and Zayn's friends.

"Maybe he spontaneously combusted," mused Troye Sivan, who usually didn't speak to anyone.

"Are you an idiot?" Ashley Frangipane asked. "He was here two seconds ago and we would have heard an explosion!"

"Blue hair is right," Ariana agreed as she stood up out of her chair. Lauren's facial expression turned to a quizzical one as she watched the short girl. "Maybe we shouldn't focus on him not being here and take it as our cue to get the hell out of here."

A chorus of people agreeing with the girl filled the room. Justin, Zayn, and Louis were already packing up their stuff. Lauren shrugged her shoulders and did the same. She normally didn't skip class, but if Ariana insisted on it then she might as well take advantage of a role model in the Academy giving her free reign.

Lauren turned to Normani. "So, now that we're freed from American History, what shall we do on this fine afternoon?" she asked in a fake British accident.

Normani rolled her eyes. "I don't feel like going outside at all. Let's just go back to our dorm?"

"Count me in too," Ashley said from behind Normani, wriggling her brows suggestively. Normani turned to look at her incredulously before looking back at Lauren. Lauren sent her best friend a nod of approval with a small but genuine smile.