Chapitre 2: Boring
Avery
Class is almost over but I feel like it'll never end. I'm so tired of living the same day over and over again. I pull out my phone and check my notifications. Blah, blah, blah. Nothing interesting. My phone buzzes with a new notification. I expect it to be school trash as it often is. The alert reads bright and bold 'Amino! Someone has replied to your comment! Click to find out who!' My eyes light up. I press the banner and my screen fills with the title page of the app.
"Thanks! ;)"
I laugh out loud. That kind of nervous, happy laugh. I've known about him for a 8 hours and started to watch his drawings and other things he posted online but I never expected him to answer me in the comments. I wonder what he's doing right now. I click on his profile and tap on the banner that says 'Invite to Private Chat'. I can't wait to-
'Miss Avery? Is that a phone I see?' I glance up. Well crap.
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'Avery this is a serious offence! In the middle of a test you whipped out your phone and decided to use it! Not only are you meant to hand in your phones in the start of the day you lied and told us that you hadn't taken your phone out and decided to play dumb when we accused you!' my headmistress yells. She sits down in her seat. Her thighs spilling out of the chair, 'what am i supposed to do Avery?' she stares at me.
I stare back blankly, 'is this a rhetorical question or...' She glares at me. I could not tell you what it meant for the life of me so I just get up and grab my bag. Before I leave and turn around and say, 'do what you will Miss Apple but remember this. I will come back,' I press my hands down on her desk,' and I will continue this rein, of ever lasting pain and glory and I will make you regret whatever it is that you have planned.' She looks like shes trying to blow off me head. I turn back around to the door.
'Using your phone is a serious offence in this school. But threatening someone is an offence in COURT.' My hand hovers over the handle. 'Miss Avery, I'm afraid I'm going to have to call in your parents to discuss something.'
'Discuss what?' I mutter bored. They won't come. Not unless I can't come to school.
She smiles, eyes bright, she's practically glowing,'Your expulsion.'
Well crap.
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