It was another boring school day, and you turned to check the time but instead you were faced with your best friend Jc.

Hands on his face he rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out, and fake shooting himself in the head.

Laughing, you shook your head turning back around to face the front.

A little later you felt pieces of paper hitting the back of your head, turning you were hit with another piece of paper.

Glaring you knew what you had to do.

This was war.