Loius POV
‘Move it, Coin Slot."
It wasn't said with any anger or hostility behind it, but rather like it was the name my mother gave me. I think that made it worse. Whatever, I've been hearing it for years now.
Grabbing my backpack, I left the seat by the window and took the only empty seat in the front of the class. Was it bad that I was already counting the days until winter break? Because I am.
Mr. Wendy was the last to enter the classroom and he shut the door behind him. The man looks half dead and has a huge thermos filled with coffee. Or at least that's what he wants us to believe. He's odd for a teacher. Once I'd seen him hotboxing his car in the faculty parking lot and singing along to some pop song. He always wears high-waters too. Not in the fashionable sense either.
"Yes,
