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Post by Justin Smith on Jul 26, 2012 8:15:27 GMT -5
After Justin tossed it on her desk he looked back at the teacher like he was paying attention, but out of the corner of his eye he watched Max read it. Once he saw that she was done he looked back at her. I still feel bad though. He mouthed back then turned back towards the board. His eyes wandered the room looking for a clock. He found one and squinted. He wasn't wearing his contacts or glasses. Hmm.. Justin thought as he stared at the clock listening to it tick and tock until the bell rung.
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Post by Maxwell Posley on Jul 26, 2012 10:36:00 GMT -5
Keeping Justin in the corer of her eye, she looked at the teacher like she actually was listening to everything that he had to say. When in reality, Max wasn't listening to anything. She already knew everything about math, since she had been in the same grade for ow so long, but did get the ocasional B just to look like she wasn't one to be bumped up a grade ot two. When it came to history, the World War one and two, Max may as well have lived threw it all. Actually she had, but no one needed to know that. As she watched as Justin mouthed back, she just gave a small shake of here head, Don't be, she mouthed back, quickly acting like she was writing notes on what was going on as the teacher turned to look at her and Justin. Hopefully he didn't think they where talking, but he just turned his head back and began to write on the board.
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Post by Justin Smith on Jul 27, 2012 9:53:10 GMT -5
After a half an hour more of the teachers constant babbling about equations the bell rang. The other students didn't wait for them to be dismissed they just got up and stormed out of the classroom. Justin didn't go quite as fast as he waited for Max. He collected his book and stood up leaning against the desk waiting for Max to collect her things. "At least we'll see each other in detention." He spoke trying to make detention seem a little better.
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Post by Maxwell Posley on Jul 27, 2012 14:14:19 GMT -5
Max sat in her seat with her chin rested in her hands. The teacher just whent on and on about evreything. For one, Max already understood and knew what he was talking about. But she may as well act like she was listening. Hopefully she didn't have a test to take, man did Max just hate tests. But she always got good grades, at least for the most part they did. The teacher just talked and talked and talked. Max didn't think that she could last that long. Actually, Max almost fell asleep. The bell wrang, but most people where already gone, it was just Justin that waited for her. Good, she wouldhave some one to help her get to the next class, lets just hope that they didn't get detention again. "Ya, at least," Max said with a small laugh. Her next class was English, probably one of her faverit subjects ever.
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