Second Class
The English teacher was teaching about nouns. "Nouns are, as we know-." "A person, place, or thing." Rose finished. The teacher turned to her. "Why did you- Oh, Jordan, how have you been?" She hugged him. "I'm back for a couple of days, until my mom gets better, and I brought someone with me! This is my boyfriend, Jack." The teacher shook his hand. "Hi, Mr.?" The teacher nodded. "Johnson. Happy to meet you. Jordan showing you around?" Jack nodded. "Yes, sir." Someone shouted, "Adorable!" Jordan looked into the crowd. "Sydney!" The girls hugged."Jack this is another one of my friends, Sydney. Dang girl, it's been so long!" She exclaimed. Sydney looked at her. "Yeah, so long you got yourself another man. I'm sorry about Micheal, Jordan. But you got over it fine!" They laughed. Mr. Johnson cleared his throat. "Jordan, please take a seat. We're learning about prepositions. You may want to show Jack how we take notes. You may use the back tables."
Rose nodded, and sat down at a table in the back of the room, and by the time she told him how to take notes, Rose thought she should call Slendy. She raised her hand. "May I use the restroom?" Mr. Johnson nodded. She slipped her phone into her pocket, and no one noticed but EJ. She nodded. "Father." She whispered. He nodded, knowing she was calling Slendy. She slipped into a closet, and called him. "Hello?" She smiled. "Slendy, I don't have much time. But we're doing fine. Don't send anyone down. Kids might be calling us out on being fakes. Someone must've saw us the other night." Slendy choughed. "Stay there. Come home soon. See you then okay?" He ordered. "Yessir." Slendy ended the conversation. She went into the room.
EJ smiled. She looked at the time. "Oh, we have to go. I'm so sorry." Mr Johnson nodded. "Just answer me one more question. How long are you staying?" She smiled. "Two days. Today and tomorrow. Then I'm staying home. We're packing to go home after tomorrow." He nodded. "See you tomorrow then." Sydney called, "See you!" Rose smiled and left. "I hate her sometimes." She mumbled. EJ took his mask off and kissed her. "Shh. We have one more class, and we leave. You can rant there, and we can talk there." She smiled. "Talk?" He smiled. "Or more." The bell rang for next class.
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