Brooklyn.The door of the classroom slams shut, snapping me out of my haze as I involuntarily wince at the loud noise. My glare directs at the person who just stepped inside and it's no other than Mike Ross, my stupid seat mate and best friend who makes it his life mission to frustrate my life.From the smirk on his idiotic face, I know that he did that deliberately. Of course, it isn’t beyond Mike to be this childish. “You look like someone pissed in your breakfast this morning, Brooky.”And I equally hate that nickname.I give him a sweet smile, “and it happens to be your stupid face.” I can claw it if I want to. I have the claws for it after all.He chuckles, like always. My words should irritate him as much as his' does, but he finds it funny. Always. Before I can ask him what the cause of his amusement is, the bell rings —which by the way, makes me want to throw it and the person with it so far away— and people start shuffling in. The teacher included.Soon, it is lunch. Usual
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