*slams door open*

Sit down. Shut up. And read. I'm gonna tell you a story about my teachers. Mr. Schwalbach and Mr. Brown.

So, lunch time rolls around and I leave Mr. S's room. I go to eat lunch with my friends. I decided I'm really thirty and leave the student union (another lunch area, along with the cafeteria) and head to the near by bathroom with my backpack and everything, knowing the bell was gonna ring soon.

After my drink I look down the hall and see Mr. S and Mr. B walking down the hallway away from me at a slow and steady pace.

I'm close enough to hear them talking about the Romans and how their culture. The bell rings and students start to get ready. I run up behind them, careful not to make any noise and listen in. Then. Right in front of me. Mr. Brown slips his hand into Mr. Schwalbach's.

I bit my tounge so I wouldn't scream out, soon tasting blood. I kept walking and soon they got on the topic of Roman marriages. They said at finding proper marriages were hard for non wealthy people.

Then I mumble "Not for you two." I thought I said it quietly but they fucking heard me!

"What?!" They both say at the same time and look at me. Mr. Brown pulls his hand out of the others, pink on his face.

I stand their like a deer in headlights and just watch them. Then when it's a minute till your late to class, music starts to play. They both continued to stare at me.

My mind went completely blank and all I fucking said was "Kiss kiss fall in love!" Really loudly, in a sing song voice before booking it down the hallway in the opposite direction.

I hear Mr. S then yell at me. "What did you say!" But I just kept running until I reached Ms. Johnsons class, my English teacher.

Luckily I don't have Schwalbach until Thursday.... ○~○

But yeah... how was your day?