Science Class

A/N Cuz I think Im suffering from massive writers block, I decided to do this. My friends don't think I am. But whatever. Whenever I have writers block, I write whatever the heck comes to mind. Sooo 'Math Class' was born. Some OC's in this. They belong to their rightful owners.

Kyle sat in his desk, blankly staring at the board.

This was stupid, he knew all about this already.

He looked over at Sam and Laura, who were chatting away.

Craig was sleeping, Clyde was playing with his pencil and Kenny was doodling in his notebook.

Kyle decided to start writing too; the kid thought it was a crime to be this bored.

Science Class

Where all kids can do whatever they want, as long as the teacher doesn't see.

Why is it so stupid?

Why is it so dull?

Stan Marsh looked over the redheads' shoulder.

"Really?" he asked with a smile.

Kyle jumped.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing. Lemme see that pencil," he said taking the pencil before Kyle could answer.

It's pointless. We know. We get it, move on.

Evolution, sme-volution

Doesn't he know we've been over this a hundred times?

Kyle smiled and looked into the notebook again.

From fishes, to monkeys, to cavemen to you.

Why doesn't this teacher get his head out of the thick dew?

Stan took the pencil and tapped his head with it.

He's texting, she's drawing, they're talking away. Yet hes still explaining on the obvious anyway.

Kyle thought for a bit. This was really fun. They were bonding!

So, my friend, I'd hate to say at this rate we'll be here till next Tuesday!

Boy were we creative, Stan thought as he looked down at Kyle scribble on his notebook.

I wish that this would end, right now my boy. I wanna get home to ruin my sisters toys!

"Shelly'll kill you if you do that, Stan," Kyle scoffed.

Stan shrugged, "It kinda fit with it."

The bell rang.

Quickly, Stan scribbled something down and left, "See ya!"

Confused, Kyle looked at the page.

Alas, you see this class is done. But I was wondering…don't you think it was a little fun?

See you at the movies, Stan

Kyle smiled to himself, that idiot…

Was his idiot.

A/N I don't know if its any good. Like I said, writers block. So I wrote this to clear my thoughts. Do ya like it? Huh? Huh?