Matthew slowly stirred, his eyes flickering open but then quickly closing them again at the horrid lighting he awoke to. Groggily he pulled himself up and began to rub the sleep out from his eyes.
"Hay, man you okay?" a familiar voice asked. Matthew looked over slightly to his right to see Gilbert sitting on his knees staring at Matthew.
"Uhh… Yeah, sure" Matthew forgets why he is in an empty class room alone with Gilbert… Again. "what…?"
"You kinda… Fainted or passed out or something"
"Oh." Matthew paused for a moment. "Wait what?"
"I don't know you just got up and then THUNK!"
"Right."
"So why'd ya thunk"
"Hmm? Probably lack of sleep. Low blood pressure all that shit."
"Okay then. So you alive?"
"Yeah… I think"
So Matthew pushed himself up off the ground and looked over to the clock that sat above the white board. 9:10. It'd been 8:45 last time he'd checked… Ah, but he had French and the teacher was always late so it wouldn't matter too much. He walked out the door leaving Gilbert with an expression on his face that could only be read as 'The fuck just happened?' and that pleased Matthew. He liked confusing people.
The second he exited the classroom he could feel the change in temperature, and it was not a welcomed one. So he just focused on getting to the class as quickly as possible. He arrived outside the classroom and as usual, his teacher was late.
"Hey Matt." He was greeted by Angelique, who he often argued with but over all got along well with. Today something was different about her… She didn't have her hair tied into her usual pigtails, strange.
"Where 'ya ribbons?"
"Mischa."
Matthew hummed thoughtfully as he lent against the brick wall of the classroom, tapping he foot every now and then listening to the others chat and thinking of how ugly the drawings were that the younger children who did French were. Ugly, Ugly drawings.
He then heard footsteps coming from around the corner, in hopes it was the teacher, but alas twas only Vash. But he has the keys to the class room so that's just as good.
A few minutes later Matthew was flipping through Angelique's French dictionary and when she wasn't looking he added a few lewd phrases. Only to have her hit him a few minutes later after discovering them.
Oneday I will update quickly. Oneday I will know what I'm going to write before I start writing it. Oneday I will have more than the attention span of a gold fish.
That'll be the day when I die. :I
