Friday, finally, freedom.....or that's what I'd usually say but it seems though this Friday is gonna be a difficult one.
Why? Because I have an assignment to work on...with Nicholi!
Could someone please shoot me in the head like right now.
Being paired is horrible enough, but I now have to miss out on my bingewatching of anime. I was looking forward to it.
The bell for second period rang out, signalling the go for students stuck in boring classes.
As I said before, I share almost all my classes with Nicholi. How I didn't notice that earlier? I have no idea.
Walking into English class I sat in the back row, taking the seat closest to the window.
I loved this class, poetry, literature and creative writing we're kinda my thing. Not to brag but, I rock at it.
"Alright take your seats everyone"
Ms White spoke as she entered the half full classroom. A few more student walked into the room, excusing their tardiness. Ms White shook it off and resumed with her lesson.
"Today we will be discussing the novel Dorian Gray. So before we go further, who actually bothered reading the book?"
Ms White looked around the class, hoping that atleast one of her pupils had the courtesy of opening the miniature bible. Yet no one did raise their hands.
I know I said I loved this class, but it didn't mean I was so into it that I'd be willing to stop my binging for a book I wouldn't even understand.
"Well then, can't say I'm surprised. Well the novel Dorian Gray takes place in the Victorian era, where everyone was obsessed with beauty. This novel highlights the-"
Just as Ms White was about to enthrall us about the main focus of why the Victorians were such douchebags, the door swung open, going against the wall with a loud thud.
Everyone's attention turned to the latest comer. Yet as soon as their minds registered who the intruder was, they looked away, including me.
Nicholi, walked past the teacher who was glaring daggers at him. He ignored her silent threat and proceeded to the back of the class towards the only open seat.....
Which was next to me.
Seriously, again? Does life have something against me?
Pulling his chair out he sat himself not so gracefully. Leaning to the side he took out a notebook and pencil, stared infront and nodded his head as if signalling for Ms White to proceed.
"Mr Herricks, would you care to explain to the class how the Victorian era were encapsulated with all things beautiful and how this novel ridicules this?"
The class went quiet as everyone eyed the black haired boy, waiting for him to say something smarty as a comeback or threaten the teacher as a means of avoiding the question.
Anyone would be slightly nervous with all eyes on them, yet he didn't seem at all bothered by the attention on him.
If anything he seemed bored. His eyes were only halfway open, messy bed hair covering the upper part of his face. Bed hair was often an ugly thing to have,but he made it work.
Sighing out in what seemed like irritation, Nicholi replied with a dry tone
"The Victorians were obsessed with all things exotic. They would go through great lengths to look appealing such as eat lead as they believed it would make their skin paler. The novel shows this by going to extreme lengths of describing the most unimportant of things with great detail, often depicting the senses. The Victorians beleived appeasing the senses would cleanse the soul, or that was Lord Henry's philosophy."
All mouths including Ms White's hung open. No one saw that coming.
He not only told us a back story of the Victorian era, but basically told us what happens in the novel. Is this guy actually smart?
"W-well then Uhm....I hope you all listened to what Mr Herricks just said it could prove helpful."
Yeah way more helpful than you apparently, he summarised the book in a few sentences and got us to listen....can you do that?
Class carried on with no further interruptions, as Ms White tried to salvage the small piece of dignity she had left.
It was quite amusing how she kept stumbling on her words everytime she looked at the back of the class.
Soon after we read a few pages of the novel, the bell rang.
Not being one to waste time I threw whatever was on my desk into my bag and sprinted out of the classroom.
Third lesson was the best since I was really good at geography, it was the easiest subject for me.
Soon the lesson was over and it was now lunch break.
During these times I usually go sit outside, away from people and unwanted noise.
A large oak tree was out in the yard, its leaves and large branches created a dome shadow. I sat under the makeshift umbrella, away from deadly UV rays.
Laying my head against a large root poking out of the ground, I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the birds chirping as they payed a nest stop the tree.
I loved how the wind caressed my face, how it felt like its fingers ran through my hair.
This was bliss.
Just me, the birds, wind and the annoying crunching of chips...wait what was that last one?
I opened my eyes to see who was brave enough to disturb my moment of peace. Before I could tackle whoever it was, a deep voice came from my side.
"Woah, you look like you're about to kill someone with the face you're pulling"
Yeah, you if you don't leave in three seconds!
"Well hello to you too Reign. Lovely day outside isn't it?"
The cheeky male greeted. He picked another chip from his bag and loudly crunched on the potato chip.
"Could you atleast close your mouth when you chew, that's gross."
"Oh you mean like this"
He took a large amount of potato chips in his hand and stuffed them into his mouth. Rubbing his shoulder against me, his face near mine.
He was so close our noses could almost touch. Like the big idiot he is he crunched at the chips even louder, his mouth wide open.
I pushed him away from me and watched as he fell on his side, laughing at my disgusted face.
He soon started to choke as he realised the chips were still to be swallowed.
"Chase, could you for once act your age? I know it's hard for someone with the brain the size of a peacock, but you could try."
Chase rolled his eyes at me as he sat up. He was about to speak, then thought against it as he swallowed down the rest of his food. Clearing up his throat he turned his full attention to me.
"Come on Reign, I'm just trying to be a good big brother here. Just wanted to make my very lonely, little sister smile once in a while. I mean, the only look you ever spot on is a bored or annoyed face."
I gave him a deadpan look, rolled my eyes and sighed in exhaustion. Cause that's what this nincompoop does to me, he exhausts me.
"Firstly, you aren't my brother, I don't have any siblings and even if I had they wouldn't be anyone as dumb and stupid as you. Second of all, I am so not always sporting a frown on my face."
It was his turn to give me a deadpan look.
"Cous, you're always frowning. Look you're doing it right now!"
My eyes widened in surprise but I quickly his my look of frustration.
"No I don't! You're just blind"
He broke out into laughter, he didn't stop as he began to choke once more.
My cheeks burnt in embarassment as he continued laughing, holding his stomach he tried to speak inbetween his giggle fit
"You....you really wanna say that? Reign, you know I love you but you're not exactly the best sighted person. You wear glasses, not me. If anyone's eyesight is bad, it's your hon"
I looked down at the hands in my lap. Although I traded my glasses for contacts, I still wire the round spectacles at home. And Chase being my cousin has seen me more than once in them.
"Shut up! You know what I mean."
His laughter finally ceased. He sat upright once again next to me. Playfully bumping his shoulder against mine he blew into my ear, trying to get a reaction from me.....which he succeeded in.
I slapped his arm but received a haughty chuckle in return.
I want screams of pain, not a chuckle damn it!
"Hey, I'm sorry okay."
I ignored him, looked to the side and kept myself occupied by plucking out small patches of grass.
"Reign, come on speak to me. I won't stop talking until you look at me."
Still ignoring him, I plucked more of the grass out. Soon a bald spot appeared on the place I attacked.
Yikes, the gardener is gonna be pissed.
Everyone know not to mess with the precious garden of Regalio (he's Mexican), I swear the guy was obsessed with the school gardens.
He often does this weird thing with his hips when cutting the grass, he even starts twitching in a inhuman way when watering the plants, it's almost like he's having an orgasm or something.
So I wasn't surprised when I saw a wet spot on his pants after he planted new flower beds in the garden.
"Reign!"
"What?!"
"The bell rang awhile ago, are you coming or are you gonna continue assaulting Regalio's grass girlfriend?"
I looked down at the nasty work I had done. It was very noticeable that a large part of the grass was missing.
"Yeah, I better leave before I get skewered alive"
Getting up from the ground, I pat myself down removing any unwanted dirt off from my pants, took my school bag and swing it over one arm.
Leaving the comforts of the dark shadowy world and into the blazing heat was the hardest thing I had to do....unless you count the time I had to unclog the toilet.
Not a memorable experience.
"Come on Reign, you're gonna be late."
"I'm coming, I'm coming!"