First Day at Arc, Sophomore Third Period
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Your third period history class is a short walk from the dance studio. You walk with Monica until the two of you have to split up. Then you go into the classroom and pick a seat. There is only one other person sitting there, a girl with a few long braids and a blank expression. The book on her desk is not history. You recognize the cover. It is Jane Eyre.
You can't stop yourself from commenting on the book, how there were parts you liked, but mostly, you hated it. The girl listens attentively but says little in response.
"Now, Rochester," you say, "I would love to meet a guy like him."
"And I would love to meet a girl like you," a guy says as he walks into the room and takes the seat next to you.
You frown. You look at the girl with the book. She has returned to reading. The guys continues to gaze at you. He is okay looking, not great.
Is he serious?
"Why would you like to meet a girl like me?" you ask harshly, expecting the worst.
"You have everything I like," he says.
You avoid looking at him, not sure what to make of this guy. Students continue entering the class but no teacher ever does. Finally, a woman comes in. This concerns you because you know your history teacher is supposed to be a man, Mr. Rhodes.
"Listen, everyone," the teacher says. "Mr. Rhodes had an emergency. He's not going to be here today. This is a free day for you all. I have a word search you all can work on or you can do what you want as long as you are quiet. I'll come in and check on you all, so please do not get into any trouble."
This is a great day, you think.
"Good, let's talk."
They guy next to you moves his seat closer to yours.
"What's your name?" he asks.
"What's your name?"
"Call me, Al."
"What's your name, Al?"
"Micheal. What is your name?"
You tell him after a long sigh. You are starting to like him a little more.
"So what crew are you in?" you ask, not knowing what else to say, and at the same time hoping to stop his creepy staring.
"Whichever crew you are in."
"I'm not in a crew. I'm new here."
"I knew we were destined. Me neither and me too. I literally just showed up here yesterday."
You wonder if he came from somewhere out of the world. But once the two of you discuss moving from out of town and adjusting to such a strange school, he seems much more normal. After a long discussion with many twists and turns, Al pauses seriously.
"Can I call you?"
The bell rings. Time for lunch.
You decide to:
Run out of the building and sit in the parking lot until the end of the day
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