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    You should totally recommend some songs to me... like totally.


    I laughed at his reply. "Seriously? Your judging your students?" I said still laughing, choking on air. "OH MY GOSH!!!" After a while I stopped. "Do you realize how many hearts you just broke?" I asked smiling up at his frowning face. "Don't worry, I don't have social problems or whatever. I'm just a unique human being, and the normals don't take a liking to people like me." I smiled at him as I sat back in my chair crossing my legs, my hands folded on my lap.

    Hmm that's hard. Let's see. All. Of. Them.
    But I like Miss Missing You, Death Valley, Young Volcanoes, The Phoenix, and Where Did the Party Go. I just realized I named almost all the songs off the new album. XD


    "Hey, I'm a teacher. I'm allowed to judge my students." He said as he held his hands up. "And yeah. I'm aware." He chuckled. "Speaking of being a teacher, I should probably start teaching. I'd prefer not to lose my job." He said, standing up.

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    I'll listen to those. BUT I GOT ONE FOR YOU!!!!!! Listen to this while rping, a truly awesome song.


    "Probably" I said chuckling. I could feel the icy stares from the girls sitting behind me. I could already see them bullying me during break. "Great..." I mumbled under my breath. I took out my textbook and stared at it waiting for class to start.

    Just listen to the whole album while you're at it XD All the songs are perfect. I know all the lyrics, and the order of the songs X3


    He sighed and looked at his class. He noticed the glared the other girls were giving Melanie and frowned. He was just a teacher talking to a student. It wasn't fair to himself or her. "Okay, class. Homework is written on the board." He started, pointing to the chalk writing next to him.


    Haha, I would if I had time. Maybe tomorrow! XD I liked Miss missing you. Want to fade to lunch in a little?


    I took out my notebook and wrote down the homework in it, putting notes on the side for an idea for an essay we had to write. I tried to ignore the stares from the girls behind, but it was hard. I cringed and accidently dropped my pencil. I leaned over to pick it up, only to have the girl next to me step on my hand. I gasped as her heel digged into the top of my hand. A tear going to my eye.

    I always cry at the lyrics "And I heard you got it, got it so bad. Cause I am the best you'll never have." BECAUSE HE IS THE BEST ILL NEVER HAVE.
    Sure, for the time skip :3


    Patrick saw this happen. He frowned. "Miss. Yes, you. Principal's office." He said, pointing at the girl, then the door. He wouldn't tolerate bullying in his classroom. He glanced at Melanie to see f she was okay.


    I found something cute...
    After this probably.


    I stood up with the pencil in my hands. The girl obviously angry that she was found out stomped out of the room. I sat in my chair not meeting Mr. Calle's eyes. I went to write something and I winced as pain spread throughout my whole hand. I switched hands and put the injured one in my lap, hiding my discomfort.

    That would be the old Pat, before the band took 9 years to 'decompress'.
    I love this one. Its his old hair. He used to be a blondie, except it was dyed blond, not natural. Still cute tho.


    He watched Melanie curiously. She looked like was in pain. He sighed and shook his head. He needed to focus on his class, not just her. He turned back to the board, continuing to teach, not really interest in the lesson.


    This was my crush for.... idk. He was my obsession for a long time. https://www.google.com/search?q=images&es_sm=122&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=H6v2U8a4C5D-yQSVxILoBA&ved=0CAgQ_AUoAQ&biw=1366&bih=667#q=t.o.p&tbm=isch\
    JUST STARE AT HIS BEAUTY!!!!! I love asians... ugh so cute. Especially Koreans and Japanese.


    //MAGICAL TIMESKIP!
    I sat at a table with a bunch of freshman computer nerds, because those were the only people I could relate too. I rested my injured hand in my lap, a tingling had started to grow throughout my hand during third period, my test time. Which I think I failed at. I ate with my left hand slowly trying to get used to it. "Are you kidding me?" Matthew said, one of my friends. "You don't know how too-" I blocked out the rest because I don't understand computers other than how to go to google, type images and look at pictures of cats. Because we all know that's what mostly matters, cats. I focused intensely on my food. Mac n' cheese.... the grossest mac n' cheese ever.

    XD wow. I looked through the pictures and if you scroll down enough, you'll see Bill Gates. XD
    I died when I saw this last night.


    Patrick casually walked into the cafeteria. Teachers had to eat lunch too, and he had forgotten his that day. "Ew. Mac n' cheese." He mumbled, seeing what was for lunch today. "I'm not hungry anyways." He decided. He spotted Melanie sitting with her friends. She still had that pained look on her face andvb she was eating awkwardly. He flashed a smile towards her, hoping to brighten her day so far.


    OMG! XD
    Us just looking at pictures of our celeb crushes!


    I didn't notice Mr. Calle at all and just kept focusing on my food. The fork slipped from my hand and fell into my lap, right on my hand. I winced and picked it up slowly. I started to pick up the mac n' cheese one by one hoping that I didn't accidently touch my hand, which by now was swollen.

    Yep. That's what my life has been the last few weeks XD


    He frowned, seeing Melanie dropped her fork. He took strides towards her, stopping beside her chair. He cleared his throat to get her attention, glancing down at her. "Hello Melanie." He greeted kindly, a small spreading across his lips.


    Haha! So I need some advice. I've been homeschooled my whole life, and my mom told me that if i want to do my first year of highschool at public school she'll let me, and thats in September. I'm thinking yes... but idk.


    I jumped as Mr. Calle said my name. "OH... uh hi Mr. Calle. Can I help you with anything." I said glancing nervously at my friends as they stopped their conversation to listen to us.

    Hmm. I go to public soooo. Well you make more friends and meet people who have the same interests as you and stuff. So id say yes, though it would be a big change for you.


    Patrick frowned, seeing her nervous reaction and her friends' silence. "I came to see how you hand was doing." He said truthfully. He and Melanie had developed a friendship, so this was normal. Friends checked on their injured friends to see if they were okay, right?


    Well, it seems that my mom would be really sad if I went. I want to... but not if it makes her sad. Idk! May I ask what year you are in?


    "I'm fine, what does it matter to you anyway." I said looking up at him. "You're just a teacher." I looked at my plate of food and tried to do anything but focus on the half eaten mac n' cheese, which by now was cold.

    That's true. I'll be in 8th this september.


    He closed his eyes tight and then re-opened them, still frowning. He winced slightly. Did that hurt, he thought. He shook his head before speaking. "Exactly. And a teacher is supposed to care for his students, which you are." He said, looking down at Melanie.


    hmmmm.... I'll think I'll break the news to her with ice cream... and a hug.


    "If your that worried, then I'll go see a nurse." I said standing up not meeting his eyes. I grabbed my plate with one hand and headed to the trash to throw it away. My other hand held up to my chest. I tried not to look at anyone as I passed them. But I could feel everyone looking at me, and I could feel Mr. Calle looking at me. It felt sad almost.

    Good luck!


    He was confused. In his class Melanie seemed happy, even though she was tired. But now she seemed angry. He wondered what had changed. He followed her, deciding to escort her to the nurse just incase she didn't actually go and just wandered the halls. Her hand was swollen and it bothered him to see her in pain. He wasn't quite sure why, but it still made him worried.


    Everyone already ate all the ice cream...


    I threw away my plate and walked out of the cafeteria, heading towards the nurses office. I walked slowly not really wanting to go, but knew I had to. It was awkward having Mr. Calle around because I didn't want him to see me hurt in any sort of way, I don't really know the reason why though. I knocked on the door waiting for a response from the nurse.

    Uh oh. Run to the nearest store!


    Patrick walked behind her quietly. He leaned against the hallway wall opposite of the nurse's office. He sighed. "Sorry if I embaressed you. I didn't mean to." He said, glancing at Melanie.