"I think I'm gonna die from boredom." Vada mumbled quietly to herself with her forehead pressed to the wood of her desk, the teacher droning on about.. the Cold War or something she couldn't care to pay attention to.

Really, all she wanted to do was sleep, or just leave. Or better yet, see her girlfriend. That lucky bastard was homeschooled. She loved her but God, couldn't she transfer for Vada's sake? Yes she's selfish, and what? She missed her to death.

Vada glanced at her phone in her jacket pocket, the kind of jacket that's baggy and of waterproof material. It's a darker cyan and Vada loves it no matter how worn it is. She contemplated texting her lovely girlfriend, leg bouncing under her desk.

"No, she'll be busy..." Vada murmured under her breath, not being heard over the teacher's voice. Oh but how she missed her.