Jack's Prov:

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"Mark, Can you grab my chromebook?

"Sure." Mark stood up walking to the chromecart across the room. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as I tied the laces of his backpack to the desk. I bolted back up when I saw him walking back. He sat down handing me chromebook.

"Can you grab mine Jack?" I nodded, standing up. I walked to chromecrate. But I wasn't an idiot. I watched him tie my backpack. I walked back, sliding smoothly into my seat handing him his chromebook. As soon as he turned I went and untied my backpack and tied his shoelaces together. He looked at me suspiciously before going back to his conversation.

*Ring*

I stood up, smirking as I grabbed my bag. Mark looked shocked. He tried standing falling back in his seat. "Wtf" I started chuckling trying to keep myself together but when he couldn't get his backpack I fuckin lost it. The *laughing* the teacher had to *more muffled laughter* cut his shoes AND laces *Bursts out dying*