FIVE DAYS LATER
The clock on top of the teacher's head has never looked as beautiful as it did. If anyone gave it to him, he would have accepted it with open arms.
He was not one of those kids who wished the class would end as soon as possible so they would go to games, or practice or cafeteria, or hang out with their friends but Jordan Ryder wanted nothing at that moment than to walk out of the class and leave the school.
School?
"What am I doing here?" He asked himself and shook his head.
The teacher looked at him and saw him shaking his head, and instead of asking why, he continued teaching. For the past few days, he was used to Jordan shaking his head and looking at the watch, and since he has been a teacher for a long, he didn't care.
So long as Jordan didn't leave the class or talk to the student next to him, the teacher didn't mind at all.
