Dominic

You are sitting in your science classroom at your desk by the window, balancing a pencil between your nose and upper lip, bored to tears as your teacher drones on and on with his lecture. Dominic, the school bully, sits across the classroom near the door, watching you with an intense stare. "Now, class." Your teacher claps his hands together loudly, drawing your attention. The pencil drops to your lap, rolling to the floor. "We will be working on a class project that will be worth half your grade. You will each be working in pairs." He continues with bouts of unsatisfaction from the students. "I have already assigned your groups ahead of time. When I call your name, you are to get up and sit with your partner." When your teacher gets to your name, he calls out your partners name loud and clear for all the class to hear: "Dominic." "What?!" You squeal. The entire class stares at you, judging. "Please take your seat." The teacher says stern. You get up and cross the classroom taking a seat next to Dominic.