A Letter to Alex

Alex

      He was standing at his locker, trying to open it. Locks are quite hard for him. He ended up getting the lock off. He hadn't opened his locker yet when a brown haired boy, who was a little taller than him, gave him a note. Alex glanced at it then back at the boy, who was now beat red. He went to speak but before he could the boy ran off. Alex opened the note, and began to read it.

      "Hey, I'm Toby. I'm in a few of your classes. You might know me for being a clutz and embarrassing myself all the time. And the kid everyone likes to pick on. Well, I sit behind you in History. But I thought we could get to know each other more and be friends?

-Toby"

     Alex stared at the note for a while. There were 'X's going through every 'O'. Alex looked around for the boy again. Why would he give a letter to him? A letter to Alex?

     The bell rang and Alex quickly opened his locker and got the things he needed out and slammed his locker shut, running to class.

     Once he was in the classroom he looked around for the brown haired boy. Toby was his name. He saw him, making eye contact, to which Toby put his head down, covering his face with his arms. Alex went and sat in his seat. He looked back at Toby, who even though he was covering his face, you could tell he was still beat red.

     Toby was called up to the front of the class to do a problem on the board. Alex sat up more towards the front while Toby was further in the back. When Toby passed by, Alex gave him a smile, to which Toby gave him a small smile back, as his face was suddenly lightly coated with a pinky colour, which was very visible on his pale white skin. Alex giggled quietly.

     When Toby came back from answering the question, Alex held out his hand to give Toby a high five, to which Toby accepted. That's when Alex realized that Toby had bandages on his hands. He questioned it but not out loud. The class stared at them for a second before going back to doing their work again.

     Throughout the class period, Alex realized that Toby was called on quite a bit. And most of the time he didn't know the answer. It kinda seemed like the teacher didn't like him, and was picking on him. So one time, Alex raised his hand to answer a question. He wasn't called on. Toby was. But Alex interrupted and said the answer.

    "I didn't call on you, Alex."

     "I know, but you seemed to call Toby a lot, and I wanted to answer." Alex looked behind him to Toby, who was red from embarrassment. Alex then looked back at the teacher and gave him a smile.