What doesn't destroy you, leaves you broken instead.

*time lapse to 4/5*

Ah, stress management. When i was filling out my schedule sheet i noticed i need a physical education credit. Ew. So i took the easy way out. Stress Management. Literally you learn how to manage your stress, which by the way i really do. You do yoga,calming exercises, and you get to sleep. Theres literally nothing wrong with that class.
"So how is everyones first day so far? Mine has been great. I am Mrs. Thomas, and I will be your teacher this semester! Okay lets get started with the rules. So as you can tell, there are no chairs or tables," I bounced on the yoga ball i was sitting on a little bit. "Because this is not a traditional classroom. You must treat everything and everyone in here with the utmost respect. Anything lower will receive an after school detention. Also we have fun, but when we have those boring required tests, you have to do your best. Those are all my rules! Not much, so i expect everyone to follow them. This is a small class anyways. So how about we go around with our names? Starting with you." She pointed to a girl sitting on a bean bag chair with brown hair "Im Hailey." A chorus of 'hi hailey' spoken in monotone erupted. We went around the room and the same monotone voice was spoke n with a different name everytime.
When it finally got to me i mumbled a "Gerard" but a lot of peole said 'huh?'
"Yeah um Im Gerard." I got out, my face red as ever. She continued explaining what we were going to do this year, how we would maybe act different, and find out things about ourselves. When the class ended i sprang up from the ball, and hurried out the door.

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Sorry this is super short ill have another chapter up in probably 20 minutes haha. comment subscribe rate please!