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" it's okay "
- Gilbert Blythe
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Frustration boiled up insider Charlotte as she sat cross-legged on the floor, the vision of Gilbert studying on a chair bringing the feeling higher and higher. The feeling faded in the slightest as Marilla took the chair, observing the lesson for that day.
"Everyone up and around this table," Miss Stacy called, grabbing several things from her bag.
Charlotte stood beside Anne and Diana, in front of Gilbert.
"Now, science can change the world for the better," Miss Stacy said. "Does anyone know what electricity is?"
"Light and a form of energy," Charlotte answered, observing as Miss Stacy began sticking needled in potatoes.
"Electricity is indeed a form of energy. If you've ever watched a thunderstorm, with mighty lighting bolts darting down from the sky, that's electricity. A bold of lightning is a sudden, massive surge of energy between the sky and the ground at least. Electrical currents live inside atoms. Atoms are small particle that make up matter. Now today, without a standard power source, like they have in the big cities we are going to make our own electrical current in order to illuminate a lightbulb. How many of you have ever seen one?"
"In New York, actually," Gilbert replied.
Charlotte clenched her jaw, knowing her answer wasn't nearly as interesting as his. "Charlottetown."
"My aunt Josephine has electricity," Diana spoke up.
"Well, with a lightbulb," Miss Stacy continued. "Scientists have found a way to send electric currents, atoms carrying energy, into a container full of gas. A different type of atom. And when those two atoms meet, they exchange energy and make-"
Charlotte opened her mouth to speak, when Gilbert did. "Light."
She glanced back at him, sucking in a breath and exhaling loudly. Gilbert looked down at her, knowing she was getting agitated.
"Can I use the bathroom?" Charlotte asked. "May, I please?"
"You may," Miss Stacy nodded back.
Charlotte walked out of the schoolhouse, the complete opposite way of the outhouse. The pressure was suffocating her, getting to her head. She needed to breathe outside of the building. She couldn't go back to Green Gables, Matthew would tell Marilla she had walked out and even though Marilla probably already knew, she didn't want that.
Charlotte didn't have any friends out of the school building, except maybe one. Her legs took her sprinting to the Blythe residence. She stopped to catch her breath once she saw who she was looking for, Sebastian. She hadn't known him for long, but she knew she could talk to him and not feel judged. The look of stress on her face molded to amusement as she watched him attempt to fix a fence. "Need any help?"
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