A bit under the weather in this post-halloween time period. Sinuses clogged, lingering cough. This is one reason I don’t like teaching children. Anyhow, here’s the story for this week’s Friday Fictioneers
Chairman of the Bored
by Miles Rost
“Alright, so we finally got the plan together,” Chelsey said, pointedly.
“First, we’ll file our nails and act like we’re bored,” Natasha replied, pointing at a picture of a nail file.
“Then, when the professor’s back is turned, we’ll yawn loudly and fidget like a sugar-eating ADHD child,” Marie proclaimed, pointing to the open mouth picture.
“And finally, when he’s so frustrated with us that he kicks us out of the lecture, we go off and get drunk at The Corner!”
All three nodded and put their hands in the middle of the table.
“One, Two, Three! WE ARE BORED!”