Sentinels and Guides

The Discussion

                Cassidy waved goodbye to her friends and took her seat in Mr. Geoffery's World History, shrinking in her seat. One more period. She could barely see the inspirational posters on Mr. Geoffery's walls through the small sucession of students dragging out the trip to their seats, laughing amongst themselves, probably about a latest sports athlete's preformance. Mr. Geoffery himself sent disapproving frowns at the lot through the thick, round glasses perched on his nose and made a little huff of disapproval. This did nothing to disperse the crowd that had no sense of urgency as they found their seats, taking their time. Mr. Geoffery's eyes narrowed. One of the boys scoffed at his expression, and others joined in. Mr. Geoffery grew red and scowled. The bell rang. Mr. Geoffery cleared his throat.

                One more period, she thought.

                Once the entire posse of students had taken their seats, names written down on the board, Mr. Geoffery began the Daily Reveiws. Mr. Geoffery was a firm beliver that history was in the making every day, and that it was our job to react accordingly, like every newspaper headline was the invention of the wheel, and not the discovery of a new form of rubber or Talor Swift's latest fling. But today, I had to agree it was note worthy. 50th Anniversary of Sentinel Council + Guide Testing and Restrictions was neatly printed at the top of the white board, bared for everyone to see, above numbers like 3% and .005% and 400:1.

                "Welcome. For today's History Review we will be discussing the recent released press conference interview between representative Colin Stone concerning the 50th anniversary of the Sentinel council and approaching 20th anniversary of the discovery of guides, and also the increase in Guide testing in schools and public places," Mr. Geoffery motioned to the white board. The class' faces were blank, and some looked around dumbly and poked their friends, obvious that they had no clue what he was talking about. Cassidy tried to be less obvious as she strained to hear other's conversations. "I assume you all have been watching the news at my encouraging and know exactly what I'm talking about."

                Silence. Kelly Evans, ever the gossiper, nodded enthusiastically and waved her hand in the air.

                Mr. Geoffery sighed. "Right. Of course." Mr. Geoffery made his way over to the projector, flipping the on switch. "Miss Evans, the lights please." Kelly eagerly got out of her seat, flipped the switches, and the lights went dark. The square of light projected a man seated in a chair that anyone not living under a rock would immediately recognize – Alpha Sentinel Colin Stone, Speaker of the Sentinel Council. The man's arms were in the lap of his pressed suit, and he bore the usual air of a Sentinel, the proud, straight spine, aloof with his own presence. She had never met him, and probably never will, but she could already tell she didn't like him. This was a man that was used to getting what he wanted.

                "I'd like to start off by saying what a pleasure it is to have you for an interview, Mr. Stone," the unseen interviewer proclaimed. The Sentinel dipped his head and smiled, encouragingly. "I understand you areed to answer some questions for me as well as the rest of the world."

                Wow. Lucky break for the reporter.

                "I did," he awknledged with a dazzling smile. "Ask away, Mrs. Ellison." His smile was blinding, and the journalist took a moment to clear her throat and rid herself of her blush before responding.