The name is pretty self-explanatory, but basically I always come up with short stories with no context at school, when I'm bored, trying to sleep, etc. So I thought I might as well actually write it somewhere. Yeah this was pretty informal.

The Most Boring Lesson in the History of Music
(no, I didn't think of this during orchestra but it actually mostly happened)

Music class. Sixth period. Advanced Orchestra, to be exact. I don't know why I even bothered to bring my violin to school today, but what I do know is that I'm bored out of my mind. Our teacher, Mistress Moon, is supposed to be lecturing us about the importance of rosining your bow, but right now it seems more likely that she's discussing the applications of calculus with the bass players. For all I care, she could be talking about how she's on the run after she robbed a bank, and I wouldn't take any interest. I look around. Most of the second violins appear to be falling asleep. I wish I was that lucky. Akko's bow has somehow gotten stuck up Jayden's nose, but he either doesn't notice or doesn't care. Jovia is staring blankly at a book and flipping to random pages without actually reading anything. I know this because she's holding it upside-down. I realize I'm falling out of my chair at the rate of about two millimeters per minute. In other words, life is depressingly boring. Meanwhile, the Teacher Torture has found a practice record without a name on it! How very intriguing! Despite the very obvious interesting-ness of this latest development, I don't even listen as she rattles names off the list of people who haven't turned in their practice record for the week. Suddenly, the bell rings. I can almost taste the freedom beckoning to me when the Music Maniac says that that was the sixth graders' bell and that our class doesn't end until 12:04. Ten minutes. It might as well have been an eternity. I've decided that she's just stalling at this point and is trying to keep us inside until we spontaneously combust from boredom or something. Quick, we have to get everyone out! Just then, a bomb goes off. I knew she was waiting for something to happen! I stand up abruptly, only to realize that it was just the bell. Our actual bell. I practically skip outside in relief, when I realize that my next class is mathematics. And that we are most likely going to be lectured about quadratic functions. I'm doomed. My life is officially over.

The End

I forgot what I was going to write.