Summer's Winter

Chapter 11 - Anise

On the first day of sophomore year, I'm not ready yet. I have a list of friends to meet, then I have a tennis tryout after school. Then I have to remember the day after that would be the basketball tryouts. 

 I head to the first hour, I have an industrial design class. The class consists of architecture, physics, interior design, and construction. I sat down and looked at the board and then at the teachers.

"Hi I am Mr. Hartmann and I will be teaching the architecture, construction, and physics part of this class." Mr. Hartmann said.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Hill and I will be teaching the fun part of this class. I hope you guys will enjoy interior design, landscape design, and materials like fabrics and tiles like I do." She said. 

They flip to the next slide on the board. It shows the classroom rules. The rules are simple and you just need common sense to follow the rules without even knowing it. The next slide shows up and this time it caught my interest. Industrial design team.  I quickly scanned the QR code and signed in. 

Now I have one team, I just to make sure I get into tennis, basketball, and cheer. If I didn't make it into those teams, I guess I would be happy with the industrial design team. Bell rang. I got out of my seat and stood up. I put my backpack on and walked out the door. 

In the second hour, I had a debate. Mr. Sellers told us that we couldn't choose to be on the debate team or not. We have to because that's the only way he can give us the grades. I scanned the QR code.

Blah, Blah, Blah, my classes go on and on. Third hour I reached art. The art class was fun. I'm an artist myself. Mrs. Frisian is our teacher. School sucks. I sit there looking out of the window in art class. I see Janella trying out for rowing. I giggled. 

"Anise, do you have something funny you want to share with the class?" Mrs. Frisian said. 

I look forward to the class. 

"Nothing, sorry," I said and awkwardly sat there. 

Mrs. Frisian looked at me.

"Okay, pay attention," She said. 

I look at the board, it's just teaching us over the lines and elements of art. I already knew these. I look out the board. 

"If you guys want to join the art team, I will pull up the QR soon," Mrs. Frisian said. 

I alerted my eyes to the board and got my phone ready to scan it. I lifted my phone and it scanned the board. I signed myself in. Great I have debate, industrial design, and art.  

There's a seminar now. I got into my seminar class. Right when I open the door, I see Tucker Falter. He is talking to a guy. I can't believe he makes friends easily. Like isn't he cold? How does a cold mother fucker get friends? I turned my head and Janella, Harley, Quinn, and Shayla were in this seminar too. They ran up to me. 

"OMG ANISE," They said as they ran up to me. 

"OMG WHAT WE HAVE THE SAME SEMINAR?" I squealed. 

Tucker looked at me with a cold icy stare when I squealed. Maybe I was too loud. 

"YES," They said. 

We chose a table and sat down. Mrs. G took attendance.  Right when Tucker Falter said here, I flowed like lava. I look at his snowy ashy hair. I look at his back. I lost a sense of myself. I don't know what to do. I want him to be my only. My only crush. My only future boyfriend. I can't see me without him. 

My soul, he took my soul. He doesn't know it, but he does take my soul. I'm growing powerless. I'm feeling excited to see him. He's colder than ice, but he's my type. Janella looks at me and gives me a smirk. I looked at her and gave her an awkward tone.