You're tired, your legs and arms are spread out like a starfish. School literally almost killed you by drowning your ass with bunch of homework's and up coming tests. You put an arm over your eyes and moaned.

Ping!

That is, your agony is interrupted with a ping. And then another one. Ping!

You grabbed your phone reluctantly and opened the messages.

It was Kiernan.

'Hey idiot, what did we do in class?' he typed.