R-Poole

First day of Biology, and the teacher was already late. I feel like teachers always have their excuses. People don’t mess with fate if their livelihoods depend on it. She could’ve just gotten stopped up on the drive here. I don’t drive, so I wouldn’t know. Maybe her alarm failed her. Maybe she just died this morning, and this day will become much more uncomfortable, but much more interesting. It’d definitely be an anecdote I could use for the rest of my life. I should probably stop thinking about death, but there isn’t exactly much else to do. Everyone else fell silent for the bell, started mumbling to themselves, and sprinkled back in som...