Boredom, this is all I feel. I cannot be bothered listening to my teacher about God-knows-what. I look around the room, very few people actually seem to be paying atention; typical.

I take another look, and an assignment sheet is pushed in front of me; great. Izzy won't stop asking questions, the class groans collectively; 20 minutes to go, 20 minutes and I'll be free of this hell hole.

A piece of paper is thrown and lands on my notebook; it reads:

Don't worry,

The 20 minutes will go by faster than you think

^_^

Sora. These notes have become a regular thing when we have classes together, especially at the end of the day. I quickly write a reply, glancing around, checking to avoid being seen by a teacher as I throw the note back to her.

She gets it and smiles after she reads it, she shares the same sense of humor I do; I can't blame her, we've been friends since we were 5 and we've both rubbed off on each other.

I look up at the classroom clock, 1 minute t go. I start packing up and Sora, Matt and Izzy follow my lead.

*DING DING DING*

I charge out of the room free from the class, and the torture of school... Until tomorrow.

Damn.