Maisy tried to stifle a laugh as she looked at Jordan. It was mindboggling to her how much control Sara had over his day-to-day life. She could only dream of having that kind of control. It was all in such contrast to how her relationships and interactions with boys had gone. She thought it was strange that he didn’t seem to fight back though. However, the more she thought about it she understood. Something as small as him would need to be servile in order to survive.
“What do you mean earn it back? You can’t just cut me off from the world.” Jordan argued.
“Shhh, we can talk on it later,” Sara said motioning for Jordan to turn around.
“Okay class,” Mrs Weller said as she gained the attention of the room as hushed tones quickly fell over the classroom. Jordan looked back at Sara who was taking out her notebook and beginning to take notes. Jordan sighed as he looked forward trying to not draw any attention to himself.
He didn’t want to repeat high school. It was bad enough the first time. They couldn’t really make him take it again, could they? He had a diploma from high school and college. Jordan thought to himself as he ran through every policy he could think of on if this was enforceable.
It wasn’t until he heard a snapping of fingers that he was jolted from his stupor. He looked about and saw Sara ready to leave. As soon as he stood up she grabbed him from his desk with one hand and grabbed his chair and desk with the other.
“Where should i put this Mrs. Weller?” Sara asked as Mrs. Weller continued to erase the board.
“Oh, you can just put it on my desk. You can just grab it and set it up each day as you come in.” Mrs. Weller said not bothering to turn around.
“No problem,” Sara responded as she walked passed Mrs. Wellers Desk. Sara set the small desk and table Jordan had on her desk before heading out of the classroom.
“Maybe try to pay the slightest attention in class next time. Also if it’s not too much trouble can you not cause some kind of issue in at least one of my classes today?” Sara said as she walked down the hall. “I’m starving though. Thank god it’s lunch.”
“You can’t blame me for that? I was merely defending myself and don’t think I have forgotten about my passwords. I shouldn’t have to earn back access to my own accounts.” Jordan said with a huff as Sara continued down the hall not saying a word.
“Hey, can you hear me?” Jordan shouted from Sara’s hand while her giant classmates bustled about the hallway leaving Jordan clueless as to if he was being ignored or his voice wasn’t able to break through the noisy hallway.
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Honestly this is the biggest nightmare of the whole story. I’d never want to repeat high school.
I agree, it was bad enough the first time. Having to forcibly go through it again even if you were just watching would be horrible.