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Ah, new York, what a town….is what you would say if you were in New York, this may be “York” but it ain't new, a small town in indiana thats been there for quite a while.
Jedediahs wakes up to his brothers screaming at each other, rolling his eyes as he pushes the blankets off, begrudgingly starting his day, “can you idiots not wait until my alarm goes off to start screamin’?” He asks, opening his door
“Your alarm did go off, dingus” Jedediah blinked, looking at his alarm that read 7:18 ‘ shit ’ he thought, scrambling to get dressed for the day. Picking up his bag he ran down the hall “Jed, you want something to eat?” Ira asked, setting a bowl down for one of their siblings “NO TIME GOTTA GO, BYE!”
The door slammed shut as Jedediah ran down the sidewalk to the bus stop “he woke up late again, didn't he?” The two peered around the corner, nodding, ira rolled her eyes.
Jedediah got to the bus on time, sitting down with a sigh next to one of his good friends, Larry “dude you gotta stop waking up late” he says, not looking away from his game “I know, I know” Jed says, slumping into his seat.
Arriving at school, the day seemed to go fine, good, even, when he had to run into the worst group in this whole town. There's always three of them, KK (also known as kumanrah), Lance, and Octavius.
KK, twin brother to Ahk and a total jerk. Lance, pretty boy and the biggest jock. And worst of them Octavius, a spoiled, self-centered brat . Walking past them he could hear them snicker and throw various insults.
He passed through the next class and then it was time for the worst class ever, history world history was taught by one of the trio of “teachers Jed would hit with a chair” Mr. Cecil, and worst of the worst, Octavius was in that class. It was AP history, Jed thought he might enjoy it, enjoying every other year of history, even advanced, but no.
“Alright listen up!” He started, Jed rolled his eyes, finding whatever was outside a more interesting thing. “We are doing a group project, two per group, no, you do not get to choose your groups, any questions?” Octavius’s annoying voice spoke up “can I work alone?” Jedediah rolled his eyes again, he asked that every single project
“I've been lenient on you, Mr.Gaius, but no, you may not, your partner is Mr.Smith” Jedediah snapped his head up “can I change partners?” He rushed out, Mr.Cecil glared at him “no” he spat, then turned “anyways the partners are-” Jed tuned him out, planning to either write his will or an explanation to his mother on why he ended up in detention.
Octavius sat next to Jedediah, looking up at him, almost nervously “so…uh-” Jedediah crossed his arms, leaning back and watching the others, “Mr. Smith, Mr. Gaius, your project is a compare and contrast on two eras any placing or time” he said, placing a rubric down on the table “there is also a participation grade that counts for half the assignment” he threw a glare at Jedediah “ and a peer review section, here are your slips, turn them in with the rubric when you are done with your project”
He handed two papers with various questions, Jedediah considered just circling zero for every question right then and there but decided against it. When he walked away Jedediah stuck his tongue out like a child. He looked over at Octavius, writing something down in a notebook, muttering to himself. Jedediah slammed the notebook shut “hey, earth to dumbass” he said
Octavius looked up, annoyed “what?” Jed rolled his eyes ‘ this is gonna be a long few weeks ’ he thinks “how about we get started on the project before you go and do somethin’ else, I ain't your secretary y'know” Octavius sighed “I was writing the due date down, making sure I have enough time to do this, stronzo ”
“Gotta speak English, kemosabe” Octavius rolled his eyes, flipping back to the page he was on, Jed waited for Octavius by texted his friend
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GC for losers
Cowboy: SOS, someone plan my funeral
Coffee maker: uh oh, what happened?
Cowboy: got stuck with the governor’s brat as a partner for the history project
Pharaoh: there's a history project?!
Cowboy: AP history, Mr.Cecils, calm down Ahk
Pharaoh: thank God
Mr.President: oh don't act like that Jedediah! It isn't so bad, you might actually become friends!
Cowboy: over my dead body
Louis & Clark: can you idiots shut up? Your blowing my phone up!
Pharaoh: silence us
Louis & Clark: it still buzzes
Cowboy: silent, not vibrate, dingdong
Louis & Clark: oh
Coffee maker: so we are just gonna ignore the fact that Jedediah has to deal with Octavius for God knows how long?
Pharaoh: yep!
Louis & Clark: pretty much, yeah
Mr.President: Until they become friends, yes.
Cowboy: you guys are so mean to me
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Octavius cleared his throat, requesting attention, Jedediah clicked off his phone, looking at the other “yeah?” Octavius gestured to the rubric “there's two sections to this, a research portion and an essay, which would you rather do?” Jedediah was sorta shocked “your…givin’ me a choice?” Octavius looked confused, almost offended “of course I am”
Jedediah shook it off “i-ill do the research part, can't be too hard, right?” Octavius looked at the rubric “it…isn't, but its quite a bit, i can research the era i choose so i have all the information for the essay” Jedediah, for some reason, didn't like the idea of Octavius doing ¾ of the work, even though he usually would be ecstatic to not do so much especially because it's someone he absolutely loaths, but for some bizarre reason he blurts out “hey wait! That ain't fair, just tell me what to research and I'll give you the information for both”
Octavius opened his mouth to protest, but sighed and nodded “alright uhm, here” he wrote ‘ Ancient Rome- Roman Imperial Era ’ on the top of the rubric “there should be a checklist on the third page, what do you want me to write down for your era?” Jedediah looked around, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck “uh, American wild west, manifest destiny era” Octavius smiled, giving a soft chuckle, Jedediah’s heart sped up, he decided he was just embarrassed
The bell rang, giving way to the next class, Octavius stood up, gathering his things “alright, I'll see you tomorrow, would you like to hold onto the rubric?” Jed nodded “uh, yeah sure” Octavius shouldered his backpack and walked out, leaving Jedediah sitting there, dumbfounded
“Mr.Smith! Out of my class or I'm locking you in here!”