My ears vibrated in pain as the blaring voice of Alice Cooper translates to my ears. "SCHOOLS OUT!" everyone was shouting and screaming, my face was stuck in a grimace, I hated this. Everyone was acting like pricks and dicks, pretending they were drunk so they had an excuse to talk to people for once. I was just tired, and sick of everyone else. I gave up, leaving the party without even one person saying goodbye to me. I was still on school grounds, and I didn't want to go home just yet. So I just started to head to my old form classroom. The scene was nostalgic enough, I spotted my own seat right away, and I just stood there for a while, imagining all the scenes that had taken place here. For a moment I recalled a memory of my form tutor, Mr McGregor, known as Bob to everyone else. He was a bumbling buffoon of a man, and the word that would best describe his body would be "Thick". Thick belly, thick face, thick head, thick hair, thick beard, thick mustache, thick package- Uh, ignore that one. He was looked up to by everyone, myself included, he was a tall man too, so people were forced to do so anyway.
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