“Peter… Peter… PETER!”
Peter flung his head upward from his desk. He dozed off in class for a few minutes.
“Huh…Yeah, what’s good?”
“What’s good? I’ll tell you what’s not good. You’re disrupting my class with your snoring, and you’re slobbering all over the desk.”
“Oh. My bad.”
“Honestly Peter, this is ridiculous. Did you not get enough sleep last night?”
“Oh, I got plenty of sleep, Mr. Williams… well… actually, maybe not. You see, my brother let me borrow his Pure MILF 7 DVD last night and-”
Before Peter could finish his sentence, the entire class of students broke out into laughter. The teacher was completely caught off guard by Peter’s response. All he could do at that moment was slowly shake his head while giving Peter a look of utter disbelief. Peter continued to speak.
“Anyways, I might not have fallen asleep if your class wasn’t so boring. Why not play a few videos every once in a while to mix things up.”
The teacher took about five seconds to gather his thoughts. Then he responded to Peter.
“First off, I didn’t need to know what you were up to last night. Second, I’m not Mr. Williams. I’m Mr. Jones. Third, you’re not even supposed to be in this class. This is advanced level algebra for freshmen, and you’re a sophomore. I taught you last year. And lastly, how were you bored to sleep in the first five minutes of class?”
“Algebra? You mean, this isn’t Intro to Ceramics?”
Mr. Jones placed the palm of his hand onto his forehead.
“Alright, Peter. It’s time for you to leave.” Mr. Jones lifted his finger and pointed. “There’s the door.”
Peter stood up and began walking towards the door. “Damn Mr. Williams. You always gotta be such a wet blanket?”
“I already told you it’s Mr.-”
The door closed and Peter was already on the other side of it. In the hallway, Peter mumbled some thoughts to himself.
“Now I remember. I popped one of those pills that Annie gave me last night. That’s why my memory is screwed up right now.”
To peter if felt as if the world was spinning while he was walking to his actual class. He felt nauseous, dizzy, and had to shield his eyes from the light.
“That shit still got me messed up. I don’t even remember how I got to school this morning.”
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Wow. That was hilarious. I kind of laughed from this.