Bored Classroom Novels & Stories

But she brushed it off « Final exams are making me think of impossible things, I hope I don't go crazy » ……… Meanwhile, in the neighboring town… The first day of school in a new human town was boring, to say the least. Damian stared at the board in the back of the classroom, eyes glazed with boredom. The human school was smaller than he expected, the ceilings lower, the colors dull. Kevin, seated beside him, was taking diligent notes while their biology teacher droned on about cell structures.

"Thanks, bitch." We went to our classroom together and I only waited 'til our lunch time. Sitting and listening to the professors was extremely boring and I wonder how my classmates copes with that? Can't they feel the boredom? I just want to control the time and make it fast forward! Our mathematics lesson finally ended. My classmates, especially Rocelia has wrote a lot of equation on her notebook. I unconsciously looked down on mine. Empty and all clean. "Need pen?" My seatmate at the left, Joey suddenly, asked.

Smh. Their teacher was already writing on the board when we all entered. I entered, trying to blend among. I did not want the teacher to notice me. Twenty minutes into the class, the teacher left saying something like the students should make themselves useful in the lab. I did not even know how I survived the twenty minutes, it was too boring. 'How about we experiment with chemicals instead of idling around?' Someone said and all the students cowed in excitement. I sha hope they don't end up blowing up the school with the chemicals the intend to mix.

Hell, we had not even touched her. My hands were itchy, wanting to slap the bitch number two for making this shit up. “I’m so bored, ugh!” Jess laid her head on the table and groaned. I couldn’t really blame her; we were all bored to death. We all hated school, but being in a class is so much better than waiting around doing nothing. Vice Principal Huntington did not even allow us to sit next to each other so we sat in the four, separate corner tables of the room.

Sometimes I laugh to his joke but I don't let people to notice. I was tired of this class already I wish it can just end and the jerk beside me was just staring at me as if I have a masquerade in my wardrobe or I look like a clown. I did not know when I hiss so loud and the everyone face was on me "Am I boring to you" Mrs Jasmine asked "No ma," I mumbled "If you are tired of my class you can just excuse yourself and let those that are ready to learn" she yelled "Am sorry ma" she continue her lecture and I just buried my face on my hand like a solider that just lose a battle.

Jesse muttered to himself, before dragging his feet into his Art class. I laughed moving on, free period without my best friend is usually a really boring time but I make it Aaron's time. The time where I'm all alone letting my thoughts wonder around. I could go assist the Coach or the nurse Lady or involve myself in one productive thing but...I'm feeling really lazy now.

Ivan’s POV The classroom feels like a prison today. My teacher’s voice drones on, the chalk scratching across the board, but nothing sinks in. Every number, every word, every lecture slides past me like water slipping through my fingers. My mind is not here, it is with her. With Shirley.

To play with him, and not go to school, but after two days I was bored, so bored, all I want to do is just go back to school, and my friend Izzy, it's boring to stay at home. "Daddy, can I go to school today?" I ask him again, I'm bored. "I don't think so," he says, but I really want to go. "But I'm bored," I tell him, sitting in his office was boring, going to school with Izzy is much more fun. "You can watch something," he suggest, but his office is boring, it's for small kids, I'm a big kid. "Boring," I whine again, but he ignored me.

I know this because half of the class's population is always dozing off whenever the class is ongoing. Aside from that, the teacher is not even hot. At least if you're teaching a very boring subject, you should be fucking hot. This should be a rule in every school cause why not? I walked into the class and looked around. When my eyes landed on him, a smirk curled up at the corner of my lips. I think I know a very interesting way to enjoy skipping a class. And that involves him. "Miss Morgen, I'm glad you decided to join the class today. Shall I give you a seat?"

My eyes wandered down to the vintage leather wristwatch Emma got me on my 18th, for like the thousandth time and I sighed in relief when I saw that the professor had just few minutes left. "Nothing says excitement like Professor Murray's class," Emma mused. "This has got to be the most boring course we've ever taken since we got here," Isabella added and we all hummed in agreement. "Excuse me, do you have something to add to my lecture?" Professor Murray asked someone at the front, who apparently was chatting. The girl shook her head. "I thought so, class dismissed," Her firm tone cut through the lingering boredom bringing an end to the lecture. We were prepared to leave when Professor Peter