Classroom Memes Novels & Stories

The class laughed again and I dramatically slumped over my desk, “Please let the ground open and swallow me.” “You’ve suffered enough.” Nathan said with a laugh, tossing me a wrapped candy, “Here. Bribery candy for the trauma.” I caught it mid-air and sat up, “Alright, fine. You’re forgiven.” The room was warm with laughter and low chatter. But just as Jasmine was showing me a ridiculous meme on her phone, the classroom door creaked open. And in walked Mr. Mike. Instant silence. It was comical, really. The way everyone snapped to attention like dominoes, quickly rushing to their seats. Milo even dived into his chair like he was avoiding sniper fire.

“Mr. Clemmings, did you really look through the documents submitted” “Yes”, he snaps defensively. “I somehow doubt that”, I say. “Me too”, says Gabe as he snorts through his laughter too. “Do you two think this is funny?”, he questions as I’m laughing so hard I’m crying. “Yea”, chokes out Gabe. “Oh my God, you can’t seriously think Lala and Gabe are married”, says Meme through her own laughing fit. When the teacher looks at the three of us in a state of hysteria, Meme bursts out, “oh my God, he does”.

“The one with the really boring voice?” “Exactly!” Harry slapped the table, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I swapped all the flashcards in his presentation with ones that had ‘cat memes’ on them. The entire lecture was an hour of memes, and the best part? He didn’t even notice until halfway through. None of the students told him; they just recorded it silently while trying to control their laugh.”

It was like someone had loosened a knot that I did not know was there. By the next week the messages stretched longer. She started sending memes that was about anxiety brain fog. A cartoon character that was staring blankly at the wall with the caption “when your thoughts are buffering.” I laughed out loud in my kitchen. The sound made even me surprised. I replied with a crying laughing emoji and then I added. “Too real.”

It didn’t take me long to figure out what was going on—Jaxon was going viral. “This is going to be fun,” Kade chuckled and then kissed my cheek. “I’ll see you later.” I watched him disappear and then kept walking. I stopped in front of a locker to peel off one of the stickers. It was a cartoonish meme of Jaxon, complete with exaggerated wide eyes and a speech bubble that read: "Bidding $5000 on an ex? Obsessed much?" I scoffed, shaking my head. The next one was even worse—"Jaxon’s Punch: Weakest Move of the Year."

elegant. Permanent. Honestly, I think revenge here's done. *** By the time we got back to class, the room was buzzing like a hive that had been kicked. Phones were out. Screens lit up with replay after replay of the video, like everyone was studying for a midterm on public humiliation. "Did you see the dog version of Jessica? I'm crying." "She really peed on her leg!" Someone shoved their phone toward a friend. "Look, look, here's the part where the fake confession starts—this is where the TikTok line comes in."

- This Sunday, our class has a meeting. In a large conference room, people gathered very crowded, talking and laughing. After a few rounds of beer, we started telling old stories. Some of them make me laugh and reminisce at the same time. But there are so many things that I have no recollection of. Everyone swarmed around me, the class asked, the class suggested, seeing that I still didn't remember, they started to seem disinterested, the atmosphere suddenly became monstrously oppressive. I couldn't stand it, used the excuse to go to the bathroom and quietly left.

I'm not that strict of a teacher. "Well you usually make us do tonnes of work every lesson, Why is today different?" I'm trying to impress you. "I think you all need a break from the stress of school," I reply, expelling the real reason why from my brain. He doesn't look convinced but nods anyways. I sit at my desk and log into my N*****x account to play it on the projector. "What movie do you want to watch?" I ask the whole class as I start scrolling. "Fifty shades!" Cole shouts and I almost choke. The class laughs and Lacey hits Cole round the head.

she unhappily muttered. After the first two lectures were over, the bell chimed causing the whole class to brusquely fight out of the doorway. She bet they never even unpacked their books since the first lesson. Mimie gladly ran to her friend as they waited for the doorway to dry out of the hysteric students. It was totally understandable why they rejoiced so much. Robin, the class prankster, once said: Learning without partying made Robin a dull boy. That explained why he didn't even make it to school that morning.

Kenna pulled me into the school and the contact was broken again. My face dropped and Kenna definitely noticed. She luckily didn't say anything and we went to classes. I was in a foul mood the rest of the day, not being able to concentrate. I checked my phone a few times but no new messages came in. Logan had shared the meme of me and it was going round, it already being shared more than my picture.