Adventure's Of High-school

Chapter 2 : Awkward Encounters

I feel my ears perk up as I stare into the mix's golden eyes. Getting a better look at him now I notice his glasses are cracked and his clothes are a bit dirty. Covering in oil and grease from the smell of the air. His fur looks like it could use a cut and brush. Maybe if we become friends I can have mom style his fur for free. I quickly pull out a notebook and write something down on it so that way I wouldn't talk over the teacher who had begun their first day speech, just them talking about who they are and what to expect in their class.

After writing the note I take out his badge and wrap it up in the note sliding it over to him waiting for him to notice. He seemed so focus on the teacher right now he never even spoke a word to me since Class started. I should start to focus on the teacher too, it seems like he's not just going to give us the first day to introduce us all to each other. I started to jot down the notes that were on the board and feel my eyes grow heavy. Gosh why does math class have to be so boring? Why can't I just be in biology yet heck i'll even take history. But now I'm stuck with math.

After looking back at my desk I see a piece of folded up paper on my notebook. My tail thumps on the chair behind me as I try to control my excitement. I unfold it to read what he responded, 'Hey! You dropped this back near the river! I was in the Paw Patrol too. Wanna be friends?' That was my question and then below it written in neat cursive writing which was impressive cause I can only write my name in cursive, 'Thank you for returning my badge. But I'll have to decline. Me and Friends never really work out.' I feel my tail stop wagging and a frown on my face Looking over to him now seeing him hiding his face behind his algebra book.

Guess this is going to be one awkward school year if he really doesn't wanna be my friend. Maybe I should just give up my olive branch was just a false hope but that can't mean it's over right? Maybe I'll talk to the others at lunch today and see what I should do. Hopefully this is my only class with Rocky so that way I can avoid any unnecessary awkwardness. But having more classes in common would Make it easier to be his friend, maybe my next period will be with Skye! I bet she could get some information out of him. She seems like she is very easy to warm up too.

While lost in my thoughts I completely zoned out the teacher and was only brought back to reality when the bell rings and the teacher hands out a little sheet of homework. Nothing too hard but still enough to upset me since I had such a distaste for the subject. I look at my schedule on my phone and see my next class was Social Studies, I watch Rocky walk the other way from me and feel a soft wave of relief come over me. This means I hopefully won't have time to sit through another class with him and try to be his buddy cause everyone doesn't want to. But still.

As I walked into the Social Studies room it was amazing! There was a giant globe hanging from the ceiling. A dinosaur inspired rug on the ground and various model swords hanging on the wall. This teacher must be pretty awesome if their room looks this amazing. I never was one for history but this may make me pay a bit more attention in this class. I head to my assigned seat and get out my other notebook for Social Studies. Grabbing my pencil and then tapping it on my desk waiting for class to start. I watch the door and smile ear to ear as I watch Skye walk in and wave to me. Her desk was across the classroom from mine but it is nice to know that I have someone else who can help me with homework and vice versa in this class.

After a few more minutes I watched a wheelchair get wheeled in which was carrying a Bernese Mountains Dog in it. He had a lime green shirt on and cobalt blue overalls as well his bag was set on his lap and it had various dinosaur pins stuck to it. Then I got pulled into the person who was wheeling him into the class. It was mister golden eyes himself. Except this time he was talking with the Bernese Mountain Dog like an old pal. I feel a twinge in my chest and I could only describe it as jealousy that That dog was able to make friends with Rocky before I could. But then I see an opportunity, maybe if I could befriend him then it'll be easier to befriend Rocky. My ears flatten though as I see them sit next to Skye in their respective spots.