I walk into school with Micheal, feeling a little relieved to finally be away from my parents. Micheal goes the opposite direction, and I head for class.
After a few class periods, I realise Hannah must be sick at home. I then walk to English alone.
I arrive at English class and set my books on my desk. I walk up to my teacher and compliment her shoes. My English teacher, Ms. Nelson is so pretty. Her golden brown skin and her curly hair. We talk for awhile and then I go back to my desk. I'm writing in my planner and look up to see Noah walk into class. Ms. Nelson tells us that we have a partner project. We have to write a poem about our partner. She tells us to get into partners. Noah walks up to me and asks if I want to be his partner. I feel the butterflies in my stomach again but push them away. I look up from my journal where I was drawing, and say "Sure."
He sits down next to me. And I move my stuff but my journal falls off my desk. He picks it up and I realize it's open.
"Are these your drawings?" He questioned.
"Umm.. yeah. Their really bad though." I stated.
"No, their really good."
"Thanks. So I guess we're supposed to write poems about eachother?" I say.
"Should I be scared of what your gonna write about me?" He asks in a joking manner.
"Maybe." I say joking back.
"You will have seven days to write these poems and after the seven days you will have to share them with your partner. Over the next seven days I want you to examine your partner and get to know them. If you do just that your heart will write the poem for you."
Ms .Nelson explains.
I let out a deep sigh and close my eyes. Write a poem about Noah? Seriously? Just then, I hear Noah say,
"What happened to your chin? It wasn't like that Saturday, right?"
I look up at him.
"I-I fell. 5 stitches." I stammer.
Noah nods, and turns his head back to Ms. Nelson.
I keep my eyes on Noah. "Examining." as Ms. Nelson would say it.
I put my head back on my desk. I listen to Ms. Nelson as she talks about Shakspere, and how amazing he was. The lesson is as boring as it will ever be, but then again, I hate having to leave this class.
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normal family
General Fictiontw for abuse, sexual assault and more. me and my best friend wrote this story about a girl who lives in a perfect not so perfect family. her name is Bella and soon her life will start to change for the better and the worst. theres so many ups and d...
