We are all talking and screwing around, it's what our nature is, it's what we do. As of right now,there are three diferent groups in the class, the ones blatantly doing nothing, the ones pretending to work but still talking, and the ones actually doing what they are supposed to. None of us know it at the time, but quite a few of our names are on a "list".
Yet there is something strange about this list, there are a few names, a few names that were doing their work. And almost all of the group I was in that day, when we worked loudly and sometimes pretended to. Was free. I have no idea why. It's just that when you look around and you see people who did nothing wrong get yelled at, you have to feel sorry because it just as easily could have been you.
It could have been me. I have to remember that, we all do if we want to survive the 8th grade.
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