Jacob Draven sat with his face propped on his hand, staring at the meaningless symbols on the whiteboard at the front of the room. Ms. Stantler stood there writing equations, explaining to the class how to find "x". Around him, other students scrambled copy what she wrote because the bitch wrote to fast. Other students were lying with their faces in their hands, asleep. There was a blonde girl in the back of the room with her cell phone hidden behind her book, texting. No doubt spreading around the latest gossip. He turned and looked to her. She was definetly hot. She had long legs, today she was wearing an extra short skirt to showcase them. A nice tight fitting short sleeve shirt that her D-cup breasts threatened to break though. She bit her bottom lip as she focused on her phone, probably even unaware that Jacob was looking at her. Then, as Ms. Stantler yelled particularly loud, demanding that the class wake up, the blonde looked up and caught Jacob staring. Now you might think that she would be angry or creeped out that she was being stared at. But no, she was used to that. She merely nodded in his direction and slipped him a sly wink.
A few months ago, Jacob probably would have experienced a boner so intense that it hurt. But now he felt nothing. He merely looked away from her and looked back at the meaningless symbols on the whiteboard. They seemed to jumble together. They didn't make any sense. They had no purpose. He felt that he was one with them. They had no purpose, he had no purpose. He closed his eyes and tried to block out the teacher's voice. But of course, he was almost asleep when he heard Ms. Stantler's shrill voice louder, closer.
"Jacob!" it said next to him, almost in his ear. "Jacob, wake up and tell me how to find "x!"
He sighed, stood up, and faced his teacher. He was nearly twice as tall as Ms. Stantler. Grinning madly, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed he by the hair on the top of her head. To poor Ms. Stantler's dismay, he proceeded to drag her up the row of desks to the whiteboard.
"You want me to find "x"? Jacob asked her calmly, her screams nearly blocking out his voice. He gave her hair a good yank that turned her to face the board. "Oh look, it's over here!" He said as he placed his left hand at the back of her head before ramming her face into the whiteboard. "Here's "x" Ms. Stantler, here it is! Are you happy? Are you fucking happy we found "x"?
"Jacob!" The shrill voice said again. Jacob opened his eyes and looked at Ms. Stantler standing next to him. "Get up and walk up to that board and show me how to find "x"!" she ordered. He stood up and looked at her a moment. His right hand twitched, for a second reaching out toward her, but he quickly directed it to his face, scratching an imaginary itch.
Ms. Stantler waved at him impatiently, directing him to the board. He turned an approached the whiteboard with the meaningless symbols. "What do you do first?" she asked him. He stared at the numbers and letters, trying to somehow piece them together into something coherent. But they refused. They wouldn't be arranged into any pattern that made any kind of sense. They sat there on the whiteboard, mocking him.
"This doesn't make any sense." Jacob stated plainly without looking away from the board.
Ms. Stantler rolled her eyes. "If you would just pay attention in class, you would know what to do first." she said.
Suddenly, Jacob was furious. "Maybe if you wrote somthing up here that was legible, I could solve your stupid little problem. All you have is incoherent characters drawn all over this board. You've created meaningless symbols and placed them up here and asked us to solve it like it's an algebra problem. Maybe you should pay more attention." With that Jacob turned around and went back to his seat. Every one of his classmates were staring at him. Ms. Stantler did the same. She just looked at him. Finally her eyes left him and she called another student.
"Chris, please come to the board and show us how to solve this problem." A boy at the front of the class stood up and walked to the board. He picked up a marker and started writing. What he wrote was similar to what Ms. Stantler already had on the board. Nonsense.

EDIT: Ugh, I hate how the indentions aren't kept when I paste into the forum