CHAPTER 6: Believing

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# CHAPTER 06






Beca's POV






I'm on my Philosophy class right now and I felt like I'm gonna pass out in any minute.







My head is banging while my teacher in the front writing our lesson for today. He didn't say that we should write that or what so ever but my classmates are copying it on their notes. I don't feel to write it so I didn't. I have a photographic memory so even I didn't write I can memorize it by just staring at it.









KIDDING.







Of course, who's asshole had that kind of ability.









I sighed.







This is really so boring. I was like gonna cut myself and stop my own blood to come out, stop people from calling ambulance and stitch myself so they won't be worried. It's really ridiculous I know but COME ON what else could I do for nooow? For Pete's sake I need to be awake in this entire hour if I don't want to be punish by this old man in front of me.









I took my phone out of my pocket and play something on it. I took a very quick glance to my teacher whenever I felt him moving. Oh yeah, I looks like I'm watching damn porn here.










It's been half an hour and my teacher is not yet done. It's really like the whole hour of sitting here is worth 'writing' for.










I'm booooored!












I texted everyone on my contact list with,










Me: guys I'm pregnant.










And they was like..





"Are you drunk?"




"Well, if there's a technology that the baby will come out of your ass or your dick, I would believe that."



"You can't fool me, shorty."





"You didn't say to me that you have a pussy in your back."




"WTF."





"You're hopeless."






"RIP."






".- .-. . / -.- - ..- / -.. - .-. . -.."






They aren't my friends but acquaintances but the last one is for sure from Aubrey. She's using a Morse code now.







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