Poem On Online Classes Novels & Stories

“Something on your mind, Ellie?” I paused, leaning against a stall door. “Just… thinking about what happens after summer. My parents say they’ll get back on their feet, but what if they don’t? I feel like I’m in limbo. No real home, no plan. Online classes feel pointless when everything’s falling apart.”

I kept hovering my finger over the ‘Ask to join’ button but just couldn't bring myself to touch it. “Remember they can't see or hear you, just one click, and you'll be back in your world of Trazodone or whatever that is you study.” I burst into laughter at the mention of Trazodone. Beck had probably seen the word on notes and remembered it. After that clicking on that became a little easier. I still panicked every time I thought my microphone or camera was on. But other than that, I actually preferred online over in person classes. I could easily sit in my pyjamas, sip on coffee while making notes. Without the distraction of Steph poking her elbows into my ribs to pass on some gossip.

"It's not goodbye, it's seen you later..." "But you're leaving," one of the girls said. "But with what I'm going to give you, we'll have good online classes," I pointed out. "I'll be able to see you, and we'll continue with the lessons, but they won't be in person." "Are we going to work like during the pandemic?"

"this is Zyrene Naumi speaking, we won't have classes for monring and we would love to play a new requested songs. Thank you and have a nice day!" Everyone cheer when the speaker went off. Even my squad is happy with thay they heard. It made me think. "Is this normal here? I mean no classes?" Seah nod her head. "It's second semester so it's not a busy days and faculties are busy with exchange students from higher schools." Well, I guess that's good. I hate classes anyways but I need my diploma. "There I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place Walls of insincerity

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" "Aren't you supposed to be in class?" I smile. "Touché. I am doing my classes online today. I didn't want to go in. I started my period like two days ago and I'm bloated and depressed." "Don't let that asshole get to you. I am at work by the way, but I wanted to check in since you didn't call last night." I smile and shake my head. "Well, I'll let you get back to it. I'm listening to a lecture."

On the screen was a livestream. Inside the classroom, my classmates had set the curtains on fire and were threatening to burn the room down with themselves inside. “We just want another chance,” someone sobbed into the camera. “We want to go to college. Please.” “If I can’t go to college, I might as well die.” “Please, give us another chance. We know we were wrong.” The situation spread online almost instantly. Within minutes, thousands of viewers had flooded into the stream.

“It’s okay, Fran. Just take it easy and forget about it.” The rest of the day was an emotional rollercoaster, up, down, turning right, turning left. Thank God I had an online class that afternoon. It took me a while and a lot of effort, but I was able to focus on the lecture and let go of all those upsetting mixed emotions.

I looked at him with a slightly parted mouth and his blue eyes roamed over my face "Probably not." "I've been taking online classes to meet up with school...I kinda miss being normal." I said to him like he would understand what I was saying. I knew he couldn't, perhaps that's why it was easier to distract myself. "Can't you just go to school?" he asked with arched brows and I looked at him trapped between wanting to laugh, cry or curse. I gestured at my belly "So?" he questioned like he couldn't see the obvious bulge that looked like a four months pregnancy.

I want them home more than anything, but I wouldn’t forgive myself if they quit because of me. The two of them laugh. “No, we didn’t quit baby. We got switched to online classes. That way we can stay at home with you while we finish our schooling.” Reece says, as he reaches out wiping away my tears. “Don’t cry baby.” He says, pulling me into a hug. “I can’t help it. I am just so happy right now.” I whisper, crying into his chest. He rubs my back and kisses the top of my head. “I know, me too baby. Me too.”

Online classes are a better option for now. “Okay,” I answered and fixed my hair. “But can you at least give me one month? I want to say goodbye to my schoolmates and friends, too. I have grown fond of them even for a few months that have passed by.” He squeezed my hand. “Of course. Just tell me whenever you are ready. After all, you have a party with your friend tomorrow. Don’t mind this for now. You have to enjoy.”