oh god help us

  Nick blew out the smoke of his cigarette as he waited for those mental cases to come into the classroom for the amazing class he was gonna give. Because, indeed, he was fucking amazing. The bell rang and he spinned around in his spinning chair, waiting for the students to fill the classroom.
  He sighed a little as he stood up to start teaching these fuckers the magic of chemistry. 'Today we're gonna blow shit up,' he said with a small smirk and pointed a little at the stuff on their tables before starting.

What was this girl doing? yep, being rich, as she was holding her extremely overprized pencil in her one hand, phone in the other, searching for the feshest memes and saying hello to the government cause let's be real they had their eyes on her, but who didn't, she was rich, hot and amazing. She let out a deep sigh as she sat down on her table, memes drawn all over it like only she could, only she mastered the art of drawing memes. 'Today we're gonna blow shit up,' nick began, she looked up from her phone with a smile, he was her favourite teacher, as we all know somehow they were on the same page on a lot of things but honestly that was expected...or maybe it was just because they were both rich af who knows

She growned as she put down her bag. Kate glared at the teacher, Nick de Jong. But she had to pass. She had to! He would give her drawing supplies if she passed. The redhead bit her lip and got her stuff from her bag. Nick stood in front of the class like an arrogant bitch, as usual. She had a bored look on her face, as this was chemistry and not exactly her favourite class. 'Today we're gonna blow shit up,' Her eyes lit up a bit. Blow... shit... up? That's her shit. A smirk appeared on her face, looking forward to the blowing up. The Brit looked at that annoying twat, Sophie. She almost puked thinking about her. Ofcourse she was drawing memes on her table, because she didn't need to pay attention, her daddy would throw some money on it and everything would be fine. Kate licked her lips and looked at the teacher again. Nobody had said anything yet, so she guessed she could say something. Not that she cared about what others said. "Can we blow up the fucking school?" She smirked and finally took her chemistry book out of her bag.

they were blind, as we all know prety much by now, am i filling up space yes i am but anyways, yes, she was blind, and yes she did know if her eyes were open or not even though it;s black either way, luckily she could feel though, bless. "Can we blow up the fucking school?" The girl behind her commented but honestly shedidn't care much, maily cause i don't know how sh would react, so she just continued stressing about her grades oof mood

The cool kid decided he was going to follow an upperclassmen-chemistry class, because he was cool like that. He smirked and adjusted his cool-kid sunglasses. His dad was in front of the class, but he didn't care. He was cool. He looked at Rose, his Crush. She was great, pretty, popular, everything he wanted. But his eyes wandered to the girl next to her. Lucy. He didn't know why he kept thinking about her. I mean, she was pretty, but not Rose. And Rose was his crush. 'Today we're gonna blow shit up,' Abel looked a bit scared, but collected himself again. He needed to be macho. No, wait, he was macho. What was he saying? He needed a nap though. That might be the reason why everything weird was happening. Like the Lucy thing. But he knew that if he went to take a nap, she'd haunt his dreams as well. He was so confused. The curly boi shook his thoughts away and smiled. First befriend the best friend, then get to the Crush. "Hi Lucy!' He smiled a bit, but not too much, he didn't want to give the wrong idea. "What are you doing?"

  'Hi Lucy!' she heard. She looked up and saw Abel with a small smile. She blushed a little and smiled back. 'What are you doing?' he asked.
  She looked down at her paper while slightly moving her hand above the paper. 'Uh... Just... Drawing a little,' she answered. She didn't think her drawing was that good, especially not because Rose kept saying it wasn't and that she should stop. But she liked doing it anyway.

With pride he flipped through his selfmade recipebook, he had worked on it for like, 17 minutes? wich may seem like a really short time but if his writing is as fast as his talking you can imagine how many pages this book has. He smiled with his iconic bright smile and waled up to the new kid, Eric,The book in his hands. Was he hoping he would like it? nah who wouldn't like it, he, the only real Italian in this entire school, wrote it and people should be honoured by getting his special recipes. So no, ofcourse he wasn't hoping the new kid would like it. He waved rapidly as he walked up to him, putting the book down on his table, kate sitting next to him . "Can we blow up the fucking school?" the brit said. Feli blinked a little, but honoustly was suprisingly calm at her comment....wouldn't be the first thing he saw being blown up... so he just smiled it off like he would do i think. He turned back to eric with a smile "Buongiorno!" he started with his normal little girl like enthusiasm, waving a little as he spoke " wrote down ' a few' recipes for you, im sure it will help ya out a lot" ofcourse it would, again, he wrote it down, the one and only Feliciano Alfredo Giovanni Vargas. Was he afraid he just exposed all his cooking secrets? nah no matter how hard the Scottish kid could probably try, it would n e v e r be as good as the real Italian pasta like He, himself made, so whatever..quite sad f you think about itbut whatever it was the harsh truth . "Well goodluck ragazzo!" he said with a bright smile, jumping up a little before walking up to his seat with a jumpy kinda walk, being all happy and sat down with a content smile, looking around him seeing the extremely cute conversation between the de jong kid and lucy, he was sure that was the girl the little guy was thinking about, hopefully he would just drop that bitch rose. He shook his head alittle with a small chuckle waiting for Joli to arrive, his heart skipping a beat everytime he thought of the blonde, oh joli ur gonna kill this "innocent" boi if you don't come soon ...