The parent project| COMPLETED

14) school(samantha)

Samantha's pov
It's Monday. Which means school. And to top it off it means my first day at a new school. I'm a 8th grader at John Quincy Adams middle school. My brother will be a freshman at the high school. Sounds great right? WRONG! My younger siblings get to go to school with Lucas and Riley. Plus all their friends in a daycare situation. Me and my brother will only have one friend at these new schools. Life at school will suck.
Later at school
Me and Mack walked into the school arm in arm. It's our first time at a real school. Here are our schedules:
---------
Mine
1st history
2nd art
3rd math
1st lunch
4th ela
5th pe
6th study hall

Mack's
1st history
2nd study hall
3rd art
1st lunch
4th ela
5th pe
6th math
-------------
We walk to first period and our new teacher introduced himself. "Hello. You must be Samantha friar and Mackenzie minkus. I'm mr.Mathews.  Welcome to John Quincy Adams." He said in a cheery tone. Mathews. That name sounds familiar. "By any chance do you have a daughter named Riley who is a senior in college?" I blurt out. "Yes. And yes I know that you are now her child. In fact," he pointed to the first four desks in the middle of the classroom," I taught all of your parents in this class room. In those seats. Your 'mothers' in the front and your 'fathers' in the next row. Now please take your seats." He was still smiling and me and Mack were dumbfounded but, obeyed.
Cory's pov (bet you didn't expect this)
The girls were shocked like I predicted. And what made me smile is they sat in the exact seats that their mothers did. So Mack on the left and Sam on the right. But just like their parents there were boys behind them. Samantha smiled at the one behind Mack. And Mack just rolled her eyes at the other boy just like Maya would. This is going to be a great rest of the year. For me at least. 😈
Finally the bell rang and I got to have thoughts of my own for the next five minutes.
Samantha's pov
The boy that sits behind Mack is sooo cute. After class he came up to me. "hey. I'm jack. " He was Smiling. "I'm Samantha." I smiled back. "So, what's your next class?" He asks walking along side me. "Art room 505" I say looking at my schedule. "Cool. So do I. Where ya from?" He seamed truly interested. "Well, im from New York. But I recently got adopted. So here I am." I laughed awkwardly." Anyway what about you? where are you from?" I ask trying to keep up. "I'm from Ohio. My parents got divorced and my mom got full custody of me. So like you said here I am!" He chuckled slightly. The rest of the walk was silent. We got there and he said find me after class. I almost melted. I think school might be okay after all.