Don't Be So Hard On Yourself- Jess Glynne
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Finally, the last lesson of the day arrived; meaning all I had left to do was cheerleading. I hoped – no -- prayed, that nobody from the cheer squad saw my interactions with Xavier. I most certainly don't want to deal with a crazy ex-girlfriend.
"Sweetheart, aren't you going to wish me a goodbye?" Xavier asked, a cocky smile on his face.
"Nope," I copied him back, feel a tad bit of smugness when his face fell. It satisfied me that he felt so disappointed at the rejection. He had never been rejected by a girl before – which aggravates me a lot. The only good thing that could come from Xavier's persistence towards me would be the lesson that I would teach him. Or should I say revenge that I'd take? "Toddles," I say, not looking back at his face.
I stepped into the classroom, ignoring the many eyes on me. I hated to admit it but I was getting used to the looks people were giving me. Sighing, I sat in my chair and got all of my stuff out. Ren was in this Philosophy class as well, which was a plus. However, what I still couldn't fathom was why Ren would want to be in Philosophy. It wasn't her sort of thing, or at least, I hadn't pegged her as a deep thinker. She never analyzed anything, not even her English work. Cora and I always have to do her homework for her. I now officially hate William Shakespeare because of it.
Damn him and his stupid, cryptic language.
"Ugh, I hate Miss Peacock. She is such a bitch." Ren complained as she sat in her seat. I observed her, from the way she was slouched on her seat, to the very obvious scowl on her face. Her ponytail was practically hanging out, the blond locks lying on her shoulders. Her eyes showed hatred for the devil that was Miss Peacock. It was safe to say that Ren looked pissed.
"What did Satan set you this time?"
Due to the sigh that came out of Ren, it was something horrible. "A freaking three thousand worded essay on earthquakes and how they work." Ouch, that doesn't sound nice. "And it's due in for next lesson which is on Thursday. That's two days from today! Two freaking days!"
"That's awful," I said, my voice coated in sympathy. I knew Miss Peacock was horrible, however, I didn't think she would be that bad. Honestly, setting the class a three thousand worded essay to do in two days is just plain mean.
"I'm never going to be able to do it with the Grease musical. Like, I have to learn my lines otherwise I'll be cut from my role as Sandy. And there is no way I'm losing that role." She said and I just nodded, letting Ren blow some steam off. "Like I swear if there wasn't a law for harming teachers then I would have strangled Miss Peacock by now. She's such an evil witch. I would so love to squeeze my fingers around her blotchy ne -"
"Miss Samuel, I would appreciate it if you didn't discuss out loud how you'd love to strangle one of my colleagues." Mr. Adam's cut Ren off as he set his bag on the desk. I had to stifle a laugh as Ren's face turned red in embarrassment.
"Shut up." Ren quietly hissed at me, kicking my leg as I let a giggle out. I always loved these types of moments.
After everyone quietened down, Mr. Adam's began to talk.
"So, we are starting a new topic in Philosophy. Now, this topic will be a lot harder than some of the other topics but with hard work and lots of studying, I know all of you will be able to grasp it." Mr. Adam's started, writing Perception as a Source of Knowledge on the board.
Beside me, I heard Ren groan. I nearly laughed at her reaction but remembered that I didn't want to get a detention. I am quite proud to say I have never officially gotten a detention, only a class detention once that was ten minutes long. But I don't count that as a detention because I technically didn't do anything wrong.
Anyways, I zoned back to Mr. Adam's who was now writing Direct and Indirect realism. I swear I heard another groan but not from Ren. I suppose most of the people in here today just couldn't be bothered to do this last lesson. And honestly, I don't blame them.
"So we have three main views on how we perceive the world. Some say we perceive the world directly; they are known as the direct realist. Others say we perceive the world indirectly which is from the indirect realist and lastly, we have the idealist. Today, we are going to briefly look at direct and indirect realism." Mr. Adam's underlined it, completely unaware that half of the class was a second away from falling asleep. "To sum up the direct realist, they say what we see is what we get. According to them, physical objects exist independently of our experiences. They continue to exist even though we don't perceive them."
I continued to listen, writing down little notes when I needed to. Only a few others did the same as me, the rest too bored or tired to do anything else. I didn't mind some things in philosophy, the stuff I despised is the complex stuff that I stay up all night for to re-learn.
"Now," Mr. Adam paused. His eyes searched the classroom, noting who was not paying attention and who was. After being in his class for a while now, I knew he was picking a target. He wanted to pick on someone who clearly wasn't paying attention so that he could give them a detention. A lot of the time I found it humorous, especially when it was people who I didn't like. "Ren, would you like to take a guess on what the indirect realists say?"
I turned to the side as I watched Ren's head shoot up. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. I nearly laughed as I realized she had been sleeping. "Huh?" Ren murmured, confused.
Mr. Adam's sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I asked you, Miss Samuel if you would guess what the indirect realists say on how we perceive the world."
Ren's mouth made an O shape. Patiently, I waited for her to come up with a response.
"Um...uh... they say...um...we perceive the world..." Ren stammered. "Uh...indirectly! Yes, indirectly." She looked so proud of herself for giving that answer and I nearly congratulated her on the fact that she listened at the start of the lesson until I saw Mr. Adam's expression. He really looked like he wanted to facepalm himself.
Poor guy.
I kind of feel sorry for the teachers here; they have to work with teenagers on a daily basis. It must do something to their mental health.
"Well done Ren for reiterating what I said at the start of the lesson. I would have preferred a guess then that though." Mr. Adam's said.
Ren's mood instantly dropped again as she lowered her head to doodle something on her notepad.
"So," Mr. Adam's started, "Indirect realists say that we perceive the world mind-independently. They say we perceive them through two qualities. Primary and secondary qualities. Primary qualities are things like extension, size, shape etc. whilst secondary qualities are color, texture, smell, taste etc."
I quickly scribbled everything down until my hand was hurting. That was one of the problems of being in this philosophy class: Mr. Adam's didn't pause to let you write everything.
I can't tell you what he said after that because I too dozed off. I had never been more thankful for the bell to go off, it was such a relief. We both packed our stuff up quicker than lightning and stormed out of the class. My shoulders slumped as I realized I had cheerleading now, I really didn't have the energy for it.
"I'll text you later," Ren said to me as we both hugged each other. I think she had to go to rehearsals whilst Cora had to go to cross country training.
"See ya," I replied and walked to my locker to put everything away. All I had to do was get my water bottle and put my stuff away.
I was praying that none of the cheerleaders would question me about Xavier. That was the last thing I needed.
Unfortunately, I just don't have good luck. God must really hate me.
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