Failing Grades- closed RP with bloodthirstyandnarcissistic
God, Seymour hated Mondays.
He shuffled into class shortly before the bell rang and made a beeline for the seat beside Alice. Oh. There was an assignment due today... eh. Whatever. He didn't do it. Didn't feel like it. He set his book/notebook on the desk and set his head on those.
Alice leaned over. “Almost late again, and I'm guessing you didn't do your homework... the only way you're ever going to pass the class is by sucking the teacher's dick.”
Seymour discreetly flipped her off and whispered back, “You'd know all about that, wouldn't you?”
She just smirked and licked her lips before going back to the book she was reading beneath her desk.
Seymour prepared himself for another boring class with a teacher that had a weird accent and a hatred of the Roman empire.