Eren tapped his fingers on the desk as he watched his other three classmates "talk". He hates it here. In this small ass classroom. Absolute hatred.

The classroom was a small room in the administrative building, off to the side. It felt like a box, with four small desks in a square and bookshelves with all their books and materials. The special ED kids got more than they did.

And their teacher. Don't even get him started on their teacher. She was a middle-aged, grade A, pain in the ass. She knows that he can hear her but instead of scolding him out loud he had to sit through her angry sign language. Her names was Ms. Duffy. Everyday she looked the same. Too much makeup and always in lime green.

But of course he had three other lovely classmates: Dylan, Hanna, and Chloe. He didn't like them either.

Dylan was the oldest, a senior, and for a deaf kid he sure was a dick when he wanted to be. Always insulting Eren's unkept look. He was a downright bully. Probably jealous that Eren could hear. Haha! He had sandy-brown hair and blue eyes. Seriously what was in the water that gave everyone blue eyes? Like what the fuck!

Hanna was new here, only a freshie. She was actually pretty nice and tolerable, if not for her unruly habit of chewing on her long black hair. It was very disgusting. Especially when the hair would fall from her mouth and stick to her chin with her spit. Gross.

And Chloe. Where could he begin on that colossal bitch. That blonde hair, blue-eyes bimbo. She was too stupid for her own good. Eren was ashamed that they were in the same grade. Yeah, she was that stupid. The stereotypical stupid blonde. Now he didn't believe in stereotypes, hence Christa, but Chloe was one. And if Eren did one thing, like accidentally tap her, oh you could bet on him being cursed out by her hands.

The other thing that drives him crazy about this class was that it was always quiet. I mean not that it wasn't expected but Eren loves noise. People talking, moving around, laughing. He loved it. But these people can't do any of that. The only time he got to be around noise was lunch and ASL class. Unlike the other three, Eren got to have those two periods with his other peers since he can still socialize in one way or another.

The one thing that really excited him was that once lunch rolled around he could go see Levi and Hanji. He missed them so much. Hanji's parents made this rule that he couldn't be around others, other than Mikasa. That he "needed time to think". Think about what? Eren had a small breakdown. End of story. The only reason all this was happening was because he talked. Said two stupid words and not they're trying to get more out of him. Greedy bastards. Mikasa had to take his phone away because he kept trying to text someone. And when he went over to Hanji's they had to pull him away from the brunette's door. He had felt so isolated over the past week that being around actual people disgusted him...a little more than usual really.

All his friends would be over at the Cafeteria, talking and laughing away while seeing what teachers they were stuck with this year. He had even heard there was a new English teacher this year. Exciting shit happening over there.

But no! Eren was stuck on the island of misfit deafs. Now get him wrong, he had nothing against deaf people, but he had a fucking vendetta with these bitches. And all they were "talking" about so the stupidest shit ever. Things that aren't important at all or just plain stupid. Like really Hanna? Who the fuck talks about the boob job their mom just got to feel young again?

So here he was, tapping his desk and slowly going more insane. These people are the reason why I need therapy.

(A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. I was having fun as you could probably tell. Some of it even describes me at school. Haha))