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Post by Elijah Luedtke on Jun 1, 2013 17:29:58 GMT -6
It was a relief for school to have finally let out for the day, and he was finally able to make the trip back to his locker. He had had an extremely irritating last period. His head was killing him, and it was like the rest of the world just wanted to make it worse. The guy next to him kept clicking the top of his pen. The female on his other side kept cracking her knuckles over and over, making Elijah cringe every time. It killed him not to tell her how fat her fingers were going to be if she kept it up. The girls behind him wouldn’t stop with their annoying giggling as they fawned over the incredibly irritating pen clicker to his right. He felt like throwing a book at the back of the teacher’s head to make him notice all the annoying commotion that went on behind him as he wrote on the board.
Elijah rubbed his fingers against his temples as he walked to his locker. Setting his guitar case down next to him, he put in his combination and opened the door. He took out his bottle of aspirin and a bottle of spring water. He swallowed the aspirin down with the water, threw both back into his locker, and slammed that door shut. That was a stupid mistake. Elijah squinted his eyes shut at the pain the noise had given him. “Idiot…” he mumbled to himself under his breath.
Turning around to lean his back up against the lockers, he slid down into a sitting position. He still had to stick around for a club meeting even though skipping it was looking better and better by the second. He glanced over at his guitar but decided that playing was for once, out of the question. He just needed a few moments of silence. Elijah crossed his legs and leaned his head back on his locker. Doing his best to clear his mind, he closed his eyes.
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