It's 3.15 am.
I'm staring at my ceiling unable to turn my thoughts off. I'm thinking about the most ridiculous things. Tomorrow, or to be fair today, will be an early morning. As I must be prepared for the worst: school. It's just a typical late night Monday. One twist though, this time I'm actually anxious to go to school. I have to present in front of my whole class. I cannot be late.
The same morning I wake up realizing I overslept.
'Fuck!', I yelled. 'I can be late'.
I jumped up from my bed. First thing I see is my elder brother standing right in front of my bed.
'Totally snitching you', he grinned and walked away.
I remembered him telling me last night he'll get back at me for something so stupid. But hey, that's my brother and I. So stupid.
'Shit', I sighed.
'Telling that too!', I heard him yelling through the hallway.
'Hold up, swingy pants', I said while walking through the hall to the shower. 'I still know something, remember'.
'Fuck', he stumbled from downstairs.
'Totally snitching you', I said closing the door. 'Oh, also. You're bringing me to school'.
I quickly showered and put on the closest, clean clothing I could possibly find, grabbed some snacks and got into my brothers car.
Within 15 minutes or so, he abruptly stopped.
'We're here', Ramiro said.
'Miro..', I sighed while looking outside and then back to him.
'What?', he sarcastically asked.
'Stop this nonsense', I replied. 'I'm not doing this'.
He looked at me with this annoying I-don't-know-what-your-talking-about-look-but-I-do-know-what-your-talking-about-look. Yes, that's a look.
'God, I'm not stepping out here and walking another ten minutes because of your ego', I said.
He sighed. He knows I know he wants to be casually late so all eyes are on him. Gladly, he eventually he drove on.
I thank my brother and quickly step out of the car. Before I know I'm semi-running through the hallways. I cannot be late. Not today. I have a presentation.
I bump into my classroom door.
'Jesus, why!', I yelled not realizing the door already opened.
Everyone stared at me. Including the teacher.
As soon as I realized I quickly said something even more dramatic.
'Jesus, Why did you.. make doors this powerful', I awkwardly laughed.
To put the cherry on the pie, I even gave the door a fist bump. The door.. Really?! My hand gets to pay the price because that door hurts like hell. I guess they really make doors this 'powerful', huh.
'Damn, Selena. That's- that's sad', a boy in front whispered.
'Devon, shut up', I sighed.
He laughed.
'Take a seat', the teacher said. 'You're up next. I'll make an exception for this one time'.
'Haha', I said rolling my eyes at Devon while walking to my seat.
'Excuse me?!', the teacher said.
'No- It wasn't-', I stuttered.
The teacher looked frankly annoyed.
'Excuse me', Devon sarcastically whispered.
I sighed and sat down.
'Thank you, miss Jones', I smiled. 'Sorry to interrupt'
As soon as the bell rings I quickly pack my stuff and put them in my bag. I'm so, so excited for my next class: art. I get to see my friends and I like this class. The thing is, when I tried walking to the class. My way was blocked. Due to a lack of intelligence blocking my way. Sadly, it has a name.
'Move, goddamnit', I said.
'Only if you admit your into me', Devon said.
'No!', I yelled.
'Why not?!', he yelled.
'Because I'm not', I said. 'Now move, fatty'.
'Two can play this game', he winked.
'Why can't you accept the fact that not every girl is begging for you nor your.. whatever grows between your legs'.
'It's called a penis and you could really use it since your such a pain in the ass', he said.
'Wow', I smiled. 'You- you really got me'.
I looked him right in the eye.
'Yeah.. Well.. It's what I do I mean-', he said.
'Now move', I said while pushing him aside.
I walked to the hallway towards my next class.
'Hey!', he yelled. 'You know I'm sensitive about my ego..'.
Just like the other students with art class, Devon walked with me to classroom 2104.
As soon as everyone walked in, we all quickly find a seat.
'Good morning class', the teacher said. 'I have a special announcement to make..'.
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Fire & Ice
Humör15 students are sent to an island. Not for fun, of course. Strictly for a school project. The students have no clue what is actually waiting for them when arrived. What will happen on the island?
