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School Boy

Why Room 342

"Happy now?"

I nodded weakly as I am still covering my mouth and nose with my shirt. I then hear a bell ring, assuming it means class is about start.

The smoke faded away after a few minutes, I slowly uncovered my mouth and nose grabbing my schedule from my pocket to see what I have next, Art.

I look up from my schedule to see if my roommate was still here, he's not.

"Fuck." I said under my breath.

I look to see what room Art is, it shows 'Room 342', I sighed, put my schedule back in my pocket, grabbed my book and left for class.

I turned to the hallway and look left and right, not knowing which way I should go, I just went left. I slowly stop and looked around the hallways were so quite, so peaceful; weird.

It's never quite in hallways. I thought nothing of it and continued looking for Room 342.

"Room 122, Room 123, Room 124. Where the fuck is Room 342?" I spoke a little loud.

No one was in the hallway, just me. What such good luck.

I look up to see many doors, sighed loudly and followed down the halls while looking at the doors.

"Room 246, Room 247, Room 248, Room 249. Where is the damn room?!" I said, getting very pissed off.

I'm still looking for Room 342, it has been at least 15 minutes. I passed more rooms and seen a door that showed 'Room 300', I felt a small smirk forming on my face.

"Just 42 rooms to go."

I walked more, hearing myself clinking down the hall, it echoed through the halls so loudly yet I was walking so lightly.

I seen the final last doors, last three showing 'Room 340, Room341, and Room 342' I was so happy I finally met Room 342. I put my hand on the door knob, turned it slowly and open it to see everyone staring at me. The first person I seen as the door was fully open was my roommate. Shit.

"Are you Alex Gaskarth?" The teacher spoke with no emotion or change in her voice.

"Yes," I answered.

"Go take your seat beside Barakat at the back, now."

I looked at the back to see one seat free. I walked in, closed the door and started walking to the back. I got to my seat, sat down and stayed silent. After I sat down the teacher started teaching again, an annoyed tone laced in her voice.

I kept thinking to myself, what is his name? Barakat? What kind of name is Barakat? It's hard to say, it must mean he's from somewhere else in the world.

I look to my left to see my roommate looking at me. He turned his head as I made eye contact with him.

I decided to try to talk to him and ask him something. " Um, what is the Teachers name?"

No answer.

"What is the Teachers name?" I asked again.

No answer.

"What is the damn Teachers name, Barakat?"

He then looked at me, giving me a death glare.

"Mrs. Curt." He said through his teeth.

"Now was that hard?" I asked.

"Don't you fucking start, Gaskarth. I'll fucking kill you." He said under his breath, enough for me to hear.

A shiver found it's way down my back as I looked away from each Barakat to face the front of the classroom.

I hope I don't have every class with him, I spoke low enough for him not to hear me, as I started listening to Mrs. Curt.

This is going to be a long day.