Lucca
I sit at my desk, the most boring of classes with the most boring teacher ever. Mr.Knight who teaches English. Mr.Knight was a 6'2 well built man, he had neat black hair and usually had on a fancy outfit like a suit... makes sense considering it's a private school. I space out a bit, doodling on my hands after I ran out of room on my paper.
"Mr.Robberts are you paying attention?" I snap my head up in his direction. "Yes sir, sorry."
Most of my classmates called me a pushover for being the teachers pet. I just needed a way to not get yelled at for not ever paying attention. Truly I do have trouble paying attention, I can learn from stuff I can see but when they're just talking it's so hard to understand stuff! I put down my pen and start to pay attention, but as any private school kid will tell you, it's NOT easy to sit still when your stomach is being constricted by your waistband. I wiggle around a bit and try to pretend I'm scratching my stomach to pull the waistband away, I'm super skinny already but the waistband on any private school uniform just is so tight. I hate school! I hate it! I hate it! I HATE it!!! I kick my legs around a bit, getting super frustrated with not being able to focus.
I can't wait to get home and slip
Mr.Knight
I watch as my students leave the class once the bell rings, it was a great lesson today minus Lucca not being able to pay attention. That boy never can listen. Before he can leave I hold him back. "Mr.Robberts I'd like to see you at the end of the day before you leave. Understood?" I can sense the fear from him. "Yes sir." I smiled and sent him on his way despite being able to tell the confidence was fake.
Hours later
I see him enter my classroom the moment the final bell rings, it was time for everyone to go home. I just so happen to know he walks to and from school, so it shouldn't be too much trouble. "Hello Mr.Robberts, thank you for coming to see me. I need to discuss something important with you." I see the poor boy start to fidget with his hands, he nods as I pull a chair in front of my desk and sit down at my desk. I tell him to sit and unsurprisingly he does. "It's come to my attention that you seem to continuously get distracted. For example you were drawing on yourself earlier and refused to sit still. Care to explain?" I give him a blank stare as he stares down at his lap. He sat there quietly as he thought of something to say. "Do you know what to say? What is the problem? Do I bore you?" He immediately shook his head no and I could tell he was panicking. "No sir" he paused, choosing his words carefully. "The uniform is just really uncomfortable and hard to tolerate sir." I nod and just write that down.
Lucca
I sit there in the chair like a toddler being scolded, it sucks. Eventually he dismissed me to go home. I rush out of the door with my backpack. However it wasn't until I got home that I realized I had dropped something, something incredibly important. I can't go to school tomorrow! Or ever!