After Class: Tuesday Afternoon
Maia tossed her stuff down and looked at Simon, "Worst damn day I've had in Speech class." She said opening his jar of food. C.J. is a total jerk Simon. I gave my damn answer and you know what she said? Text book answer try again. Text book answer? What the hell did she want from me. I answered her question, I gave a good answer and because I am not SHEP I have to do it again. That is total bull. So what I missed class on friday and she all acted like she cared about me that day in her office when Chiana left. ugh, I should have known. She's just like all the rest." Maia slammed the food jar down and kicked her back pack out of the way. Throwing herself into a huff onto the floor she stared at her lego diorama with half their little lego men's heads missing and the dinosaur stuck in the playdough. "Stupid bitch, just because I missed class on Friday, I don't even know about 1984 how in the hell was I supposed to write a whole paper on God complexes and issues of 1984 and what? I was in a damn ball of light getting screwed up in the head."