A boring class for Lynn Loud Jr.

What is it with this class? I Know it's required, but could it be anymore boring?

Lynn sits in a classroom for her Advisory class. It was meant for a time to finish homework and read but kids just end up blowing off the work and the room becomes a hangout spot for a good 30 minutes a day split between 2 classes.

Lynn surveys the room and sighs. Same sight every day. Friends who happened to have the same teacher sitting together, kids with their heads down napping, and the rest keeping themselves occupied by reading and checking their phones. But not her. How could she be expected to sit still right after gym class! Not to mention how after this is lunch.

From the pocket of her jacket, Lynn retrieves a pair of black Skullcandy earbuds and her MP3 Player. While she knew the music wouldn't help ease her problem, a bit of background noise never hurt. Lynn pops in her earbuds and selects a song. She lets out a soft smile when she hears Luna begin to sing.

She would never admit it, but she finds comfort in her sister's voice. She recently recorded a soft rock song and Lynn just can't seem to grow tired of the song. She looked up the original version, but she prefers her sister. It is Hotel California by The Eagles.

After resting her head in her hand, Lynn begins to recede in to the never slowing race that is her mind.

Man, this is boring. Some use of tax payer money this is. Ugh, I'd rather they let us exercise or play sports during this time.

Lynn felt a vibrating pulse in her shorts.

Who could that be?

Lynn takes out her phone, finding a new message. She takes a quick look up, only to find her teacher reading a book. She opens the phone and the message is from her roommate and sister, Lucy. The message reads...

"Hey Lynn. Listen, can you do me a favor? I need to talk to someone and if it's not a bother I'd like it to be you."

Lynn's eyes widen a bit after reading. Is Lucy alright? I haven't noticed and changes recently. Her response takes seconds to compose.

"Is everything alright sis? What's the matter?"

Lynn hits send before checking the time. Advisory is almost over now. Lynn sighs. What am I going to do with her? This question has been on her mind for weeks now. About a month ago, Lucy began to be bullied.

I didn't think much of it since I'm usually able to do something about it, but the bullying hasn't been direct. They come as letters in her locker, rumors with no origin, and worst of all they stole her poem book. She has almost 10 of them, but this one is special.

It was a present from our grandpa and she loves it. But I can't serve justice if there's no culprit. Lucy's response interrupts Lynn's train of thought. Upon opening the text, Lynn begins to smile.

"I just found out who's been bullying me, and I don't know what to do."

The bell rings, jolting those sleeping awake and making all others begin to rise from their seats, needing to move to either their next class or lunch. Lynn stands up after all others have gone. Lynn packs up her belongings and grabs her baseball bat she'll be using after school for practice. She grips the bat and gives it a few light swings while wearing a look only to be described as uncomfortable to look at.

"Don't worry Lucy, your big sis is here for you. Why don't you tell me everything?"

Send.