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“They’re entertaining.” I loved these films. They were historically accurate and filled with exceptional acting. Honestly, given all the content I had to cover this year, it was a shame we didn’t have time for more of these movies. We’d spent this entire week watching them and had only gotten through half the collection.

“Why can’t we do something fun?” Gael groaned.

“I think the movies are fun.” Caleb smiled.

“Shush,” Katherine said.

“Other classes are in the auxiliary gym.”

“I wanna go on the cast race.”“They’ve got games.”

“Some homerooms are in the auditorium, too.”

“That could be fun.”

“Actually, watching good movies.”

“Even Mr. Peterson’s having a class party.”

“They’re all so fucking annoying.”

“Mrs. Whitehurst took her class to the Shedd Aquarium.”

“I wish I was in her homeroom.”

“If I sit in this class all day again, I might literally die.”

“Ba-ba-bawk.”“My signal sucks in here.”

So help me, Milo was right. I should’ve planned something fun. The three days before the school year ended, admin always changed the schedule, so we spent that time exclusively with our homerooms since finals and grades were completed. Usually, I’d train my students to a state of exhaustion and then send them on their summer breaks relieved.

However, given the year they had, the year I had, I aimed for something lighter. If I’d taken Chanelle up on her offer to join her damn field trip, maybe they’d be less whiny. Honestly, I didn’t have the emotional energy to invest into considering anything this last month. It probably wasn’t too late to drag them to the auxiliary gym or auditorium, though.

I cleared my throat, quieting their voices and dulling their thoughts. “How about we vote on which you all would—”

Someone knocked on the door and immediately invited themselves inside. Rude, much.

“Hope you didn’t get started without me.” Milo winked, floating a dozen pizza boxes behind him while simultaneously rearranging empty desks into a makeshift table. “I see someone forgot to do the setup for me.”

“Enchanter Evergreen.”

“Mr. Frost invited him. Yes! Okay, play it cool.”

“Oh. My. Fucking. Goddess. Think we should ask for another selfie?”

“Cluck!”“You’re right, we’ll just sneak some selfies.”

“Hell yeah!”

“Pizza? Hope he got something vegan.”

“He must really love these historic flicks too. So cool!”

“Why the hell is this showboat buzzkill annoying asshat here?”

“He must’ve seen the horrors Mr. Frost was inflicting…”

“Enchanter Evergreen saved us!”

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