Tempus Has Never Been My Friend
747 Words
The rest of the day went by slowly, or maybe that was just me. It dragged on till forever. Well, I guess you can say that. I feel that because I'm so dreading tomorrow. But here I am, in art. Normally, I would love art, but its theory.
'Search up Benjamin Shine, what was his inspiration. What happened in his early life, use fo-Blah, Blah, Blah.' I'm sorry Benjamin Shine, you're my favourite artist, but this can really start to get boring after a while.
So here I am, sitting in my seat in the back row, glaring at the clock to go faster. Why, why must you take a flipping long time. Tapping away on the desk, I glance over to Em, who is leaning out of her seat for a different reason. Not because she wants to leave and never come back, but because she is really interested in this artist. Like com'on, I know I love his work, but I'm tired and want to go home, change into my fluffy Hello Kitty PJs and just sleep.
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock. God, if you're going to have a clock in your class, does it really have to be those big noisy ones. With a sigh, I count down the last minute left for the day.
49..................., 48......................, 47........................, Damn does it always take this long.
"Yes, yes it does Soph," Emma replied glancing my way, before looking back at the door. For a second I was like, ' Huh, what r u talking about man, do ya have a problem or something.' Until I realised that I spoke my early thought out for her to here. Oh man, I hope she didn't hear that whole conversation.
36............., 35............., 34............., aww seriously harry the fudge cakes up Harry Potter. I'm pretty sure people want to leave, so stop messing around and defeat Voldemort. Um, I mean, the One Who Must Not Be Named, you never heard me say anything else. Okay, shh, that's our little secret.
29............., 28............., 27............., god, now I'm talking to myself. Oops sorry god for using your name in a bad way this whole time. I pinky promise not to do it again. And don't worry, I don't want to lose this finger anytime soon, so I won't say it again.
18............., 17............., 16............., don't worry mom, after this excruciating time finally ends, I will make sure to eat Mr Chevy's Bean as I promised you I would do after my 46 new schools. Yeah, that's right, 46. No, it wasn't because I was being a naughty student and got expelled. Well, that did happen for a few schools, but it's because I gotta keep moving. I promised my mom with everything that I have, that I will keep moving until I find a safe haven.
9............., 8............., 7............., have you ever felt like the longest time is the last seconds before the school bell goes. Damn, it takes a hell of an aspie. Hahaha, aspie. Get it. Ass + pie = aspie, because I don't wanna say the actual bad word. Aww you know, I could use what I created in 7th grade when I was being a twelve.
Abi Sings Songs, Happy Ones Like Every day.
Get the first letter of every word, and what does it sell. As-
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it,
And you really want to show it,
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.
If you're happy and you know it, And you really want to show it,
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.
If you're happy and you know it, shout hooray.
If you're happy and you know it, shout hooray.
If you're happy and you know it, And you really want to show it,
If you're happy and you know it, shout hooray!
If you're happy and you know it, do all three!
If you're happy and you know it, do all three!
If you're happy and you know it, And you really want to show it,
If you're happy and you know it, do all three!
Yep, that's the school bell here. It's happy, go lucky week, so they play humorous songs. Awesome right?
- Writer
