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Title: x__laid back }
Description: augusten the bookworm <3


Jeanne Witton - May 23, 2007 11:14 PM (GMT)
Jeanne loved it when her teachers allowed the class to study out in the garden. It gave the kids a perfect opportunity for a break while still looking like they were working. Which they hardly ever did. What teenage kids actually did schoolwork unless they absolutely had to? So today Jeanne was out in the back garden, her back resting up against a large tree, book open in her lap, blue pen in hand, grey-green eyes cautiously watching the teacher as she walked around the groups in the garden. It was amazing that her English teacher had actually let the class out, she was usually a dragon woman, but the class complained of no inspiration, so there they were.

Jeanne sighed as she heard the bell go off signalling the end of the period and, more importantly, the end of school. People around her began packing up, but Jeanne stayed where she was, head and back leaning against the harsh wood of the tree, iPod blasting in her ears, and eyes gazing off somewhere in the distance. There was no rush for Jeanne to get home. Nothing special waited for her here. So the girl simply sat there, work lying forgotten in her lap as she gazed at the activity around her.

Augusten Bates - May 23, 2007 11:27 PM (GMT)
    It was the end of the day, and thank god for that. Though with a glance to the clock, Augusten saw there was still ten minutes to kill of this class. It was History, not exactly one of his favourites but he still copied down all the notes and listened intently to the professors words. The teacher was mid sentence when the bell went off a few moments later, just like you see in the films, and the boy smiled a little to himself. Though that smile was whiped away at the homework being called out. Read pages 266-275 and answer the all the questions on 276. It was coming to the end of the year, but the teacher was still handing out work. This teacher was sure a hardass, which was partly why Augusten hated the class. That, and history was simply not his thing.

    He quickly scribbled down the homework in his planner, then shut it quickly and got up to his feet. He grabbed his bag, undid the zipper and then carefully placed everything in. He zipped up the bag and threw it over his shoulder. Walking down the aisles, he stopped briefly to say a goodbye to the professor before walking out. Teachers pet, much? Only a little. He was just taught to be nice to his superiors, and he was. All the teachers loved him due to his straight marks and how absolutely nice he was. Pfft.
    He didn't quite want to go home yet, which was when he headed outside. He walked straight for the gardens. The sun was glaring down on him, which made him squint his eyes a little as he glanced up. He wasn't one who actually owned sunglasses, or hats, so he'd have to deal. Once arriving in the gardens, he looked around for a place to sit. He spotted a space under a tree, shaded and just lovely. There were a few other people outside, but him being all... well, not very good in social situations, he kind of ignored them a little. He approached his designated tree and sat down on the ground, placing his bag beside him. He didn't quite make a grab for his homeowork. Instead, he leant back against the tree and sighed. It was such a nice day and spending it inside was a big no.




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