Its Okay To Be A Little Gay..?

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the momment i left that office i didnt know where to go.

i checked my list of classes. and i didnt get any of that shit that said on the list.

for like 30 mins i was walking up and down the hallways, i felt like some little lost puppy.

Checking My List Over And Over

i checked my list again. my homeroom number was '608'

i was relived that i found the "600' hallway.

i walked down the hall. looking at the passing numbers of each class.

thats when i ended up in "608"

i kinda thought about it for a second,

maybe i should just skip class for today..?

ehh fuck it im going in.

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"Jason your 35 mins late.."

said the grumpy old hag.

"Sorry sir, i got los-"

"well then"

he goes behind the classroom.

leaving me infront of the room, and everybody just staring at me. Like i was some monster or something hideous

i felt like staring back then way they did to me

anyways the teacher comes back handing me a yellow note 

with the words "lock out" on the top

wow hes kicking me out of class for the first day, what a dick,

"lock out is right around the corner."

"but whats the classroom numb-'"

"youll find out, now please leave me class. your wasting my time, and your clasmates time"

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He smashes the door in my face.

after he locks the door, i stick my tongue at the door. sticking my middle finger at it too.

(im so immature)

i walk my way down the hallway.

and i end a classroom that says "lockout" on the top

i go up to it and knock on the door.

the door flys open. with a tall muscular man standing infront of me.

tbh he was scary asf,

i knew i didnt want to mess with this bitch.

he moves out the way to let me get through.

"FIND A SEAT'

I jumped when he said that

before i sat down. i looked at all the people in the classrom.

it was just a bunch of guys, some were drawing on the desks, fixing theyre nails, reading. and some were just sleeping.

tbh theyre was alot of people. if i could count each one theyre would be about 50.

i would understand why they would come here.

anyways i found a seat in  the back off the class. there was barely anyone back there.

except about 2 or 3 guys.

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