I turned around and found a crappy paper airplane. It was so square and basic, it might has well have been made by someone half my age at the time. There was some ink in the middle, so I just had to open up Pandora’s plane to see what it said.
“Get a life.” It also had a picture of a broken violin right next to those three words.
I just shrugged and went back to my work sheet.
“What’s the scientific initial for the ozone?”
Hmm…the ozone, eh? After a few seconds of thinking, I finally got it. The answer was O3 because it has three oxygen atoms.
Then another paper plane crashed on my head. Seriously, I might have to start calling them MIA with all those aircrafts coming at me.
What was their problem?
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