A/N
Hey guys! This story is one I wrote at school, so it's gonna be super short. Hope you enjoy!
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It was like two angry howler monkeys had walked out of class that evening.
Ugh.
Why straight after photography?

"CHiMEe!!!!" I heard Erin's screams from the end of the hall.
"What do you want?" I ask him, he's a good guy, (great at writing) (like really great), but honestly, I don't need to be deaf at the age of 19.
"I thought you said you needed me for photography?" He questions.
"I do, but I need to go now, to class." I laugh.
"Oh, wow, so do I. See you!" Erin screeches whilst running away.
I walk into class, chuckling. Our teacher, Mr. Lynx, smiles and nods.
"Take a seat Chime, and we'll begin." He orders.