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[/center]After the Assembly had come and gone, Ricky was left with a sour taste in his mouth that it soon turned into bitter disgust. He sat through the entire thing trying to figure out why this was necessary. Why make a big showing out of it? Why did Henderson feel the need to point out that those who preferred the arts were getting screwed for another year and the jocks were also getting butt-fucked raw because of the lack of funds for new uniforms? Ricky surmised it was to feed the big ego that was compensating for something incredibly less lengthy.

When it was all said and done, after the students were allowed to go back to their devices, Ricky pocketed his into his jacket pocket and carried on as if he didn’t have a care in the world. 

God’s honest truth was that Ricky was in a foul mood and this was long before the assembly even began. No, his mood started bright and early thanks in every part to that nose-sticking, rumor-spreading, should-mind-his-own-business Jordan Ross. For whatever reason that Ricky had yet to decide, the way Jordan not only operated but decided it was his mission to make people’s lives a living hell rubbed him the wrong way. 

Ricky stared at his class schedule. Seeing which classes he had and how much he had to look forward to, his glance also would be drawn to the parking lot and the road that led towards the exit/entrance of the school. In his mind, he was considering ditching the first day, which was probably a bad idea. Then again, Ricky wasn’t known for any great ideas. No, he could very well yeet out and nobody would even give a damn. He is willing to wager that some parties would actually welcome a Ricky Quinn-free day.

As he would spend the next couple of minutes trying to decide, Ricky took out his phone and saw his twitter feed pop up. The first thing that he saw was Jordan’s tweets. [color=6495ed]“He really should shut his mouth,”[/color] Ricky muttered as he pocketed his phone and decided to see what this day had in store for him. The morning was so chock-full of peachy moments like the ones he had, the afternoon was bound to be quite eventful.[/indent][/indent][/color]