•ℜ𝔲𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔟𝔲𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔩𝔶, 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢•
"Love starts with a spark and turns into a bonfire. But the way I experienced love with him, had the same definition but a different outcome. Is love supposed to harm your...
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- flashback, 9 years ago -
My college application was successful and I found myself in the first lesson I had in the States. The first period was maths with Mister Kennington, who was also our principal.
I recognized Gabriel, Leon, Joseph, Grigori, and Ren. We also got a new girl in our course along with me, who was Ryan's German exchange student for six months, Emery Engels, but she was a year younger than him that's why she ended up in grade eleven.
Our teacher was friendly and I assume he was the "cool" prof as well who got along with any student. He even would get along with Leon's remarks.
"So Leon, what is a polynomial?" Leon put his hands behind his head, rocking in his chair so badly that I had the urge to kick the chair leg away and see his face meet the ground. "I don't know, a Pokemón?"
The class laughed including Mister Kennington, who chose another student instead.
We received some exercises on the topic of polynomic functions. In the meantime, I chatted with my other bank neighbor Chase, until I noticed Leon drawing a little penis onto my paper.
"Fuck you", I cussed, drawing a bigger one onto his. He glared me down before covering my WHOLE sheet with a monstrous penis and threw it out of the window.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" "Okay, boys stop drawing dicks onto each other's sheets. Here you go, Adrián.", the professor said, handing me a new worksheet.
Ren and Joseph were doing their assigned tasks in contrast to the class who was constantly mumbling something to each other.
For a short period, the teacher addressed the upcoming class and what to bring. Thanks to the Dead Angels, I might be able to raise some money.
"Gabriel, can you stop flirting and pay attention to me?" Kennington called out with a humorous tone.
I turned around to the last row where Gabriel sat between two girls, chatting simultaneously. The girls looked at each other, mouthing "what" with laughter, so Gabriel answered quickly: "It won't happen again, Mister Kennington."
Our professor appeared to favor Gabriel out of all the students. Probably it was his charming and smooth chatters, which kept not only girls on their heels for him.
Another example was during the break when he would lean against his locker and make a trio of girls stop in front of him. Leon looked intensely at one of the girls while stuffing his backpack into his space.
"So how tall are you exactly, Gabe?", one of them asked, fiddling with her curly hair. "About six foot three.", he brushed the strain behind her ear, until Leon chimed in: "Yeah, horizontally."
Gabriel shot him a deadly glare and I bursted out laughing. "I'm sorry that you're not capable of working out the way I am, Leon." Leon shot another look at the blond girl, before gifting Gabriel a middle finger: "See you outside., next to the trash container."
