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"I'll be right with you." Ms. Perky said to Walker as he was sitting down waiting for his class schedule. "So, Walker. Here you go." She passed him his class schedule. "Nine schools in 10 year. My, my. Army brat?"
"Yeah. My dad is, uh..." Walker said looking down at the floor trying to find the words.
"That's enough. I'm sure you won't find Padua any different than your old schools." As she said that food was thrown at the window. "Same little ass-wipe shit-for-brain everywhere." She laughed while pointing to the window.
Walker was confused on why a teacher would call students ass-wipes. "Excuse me? Did you just say... Am I in the right office?"
"Not anymore, you're not. I've got deviants to see and a novel to finish. Now, scoot. Scoot!"
Walker quickly got up and made his way out the door, "okay, thanks. Thanks a lot." He then bumped into another student before leaving the office.
"Hello! Jacob Trembly. I'm supposed to show you around." Jacob said shaking Walker's hand.
"Hi. Thank god. Normally they send down one of those audio visual geeks." Walker said with a small smile.
"No, I do. I know what you mean." Jacob said with a worried look on his face.
Some kids with audio equipment come over to Jacob, "hey, Jacob where should I put those slides?"
"Jacob? So, uh... Walker." Jacob pretends to not know who they are and pulls out a sheet of paper and reads out Walker's name. "Here's the breakdown. Over there, we've got your basic beautiful people. Now listen. Unless they talk to your first, don't bother."
"Wait. Is that your rule of theirs?" Walker said confused.
"Watch. Hey, there." Jacob said to one of the jocks.
"Eat me."
"You see that?"
They continue to walk outside of the school, "To the left, we have the coffee kids."
Then a kid spills his coffee. "That was Costa Rican Butthead!"
"Very edgy don't make any sudden movements around them. These delusionals are your white Rastas. They're big Marley fans. They think they're black. Semi-political, but mostly..."
"Smoke a lot of weed?" Walker interrupts.
"Yeah. These guys..."
"Wait, wait, let me guess. Cowboys?" Walker says.
"Yeah, but the closest they've come to a cow is McDonald's." Jacob says laughing to himself. Seeing that Walker wasn't laughing he continued, "these are your future MBA's. We're all Ivy League accepted."
"Yuppie greed is back, my friend. Hey, guys, how you doin'?" Jacob says.
"Close it, Bogey!" Some guy says.
"Yesterday, I was their god." Jacob said to Walker annoyed.
"What happened?" Walker asked.
"Bogey Lowenstein started a rumor that I— that I buy my Izods at an outlet mall." Jacob said looking down at the ground.
"So they kicked you out?"
"Hostile takeover. But don't worry. He'll pay. Now, over here—"
"Oh my god." Walker's breath hitched as his gaze landed on her. Walking with books in her hand wearing a white dress with flowers, was the most stunning girl he had ever seen. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders in effortless waves, and her eyes sparkled with something he couldn't quite place. Walker suddenly forgot whatever Jacob had been talking about. When she walked right passed him.
As she walked past him, the faint scent of vanilla and something floral lingered in the air. Walker barely blinked, watching as she bumped into her friend, letting out a soft laugh before launching into conversation with an easy, radiant smile.
He waited until she was far enough away, then leaned toward Jacob. "What group is she in?" he asked, trying to sound casual, though his curiosity was obvious.
"The 'don't even think about it' group. That's Xiomara Miranda. She's a sophomore." Jacob said to Walker.
"I burn, I pine, I perish." Walker says not leaving the girls back.
"Of course you do. You know she's beautiful and deep. I'm sure." Jacob says as Xiomara makes her way again in front of Walker and Jacob.
"Yeah, but see, there's a difference between like and love. Because I like my body mist, but I love my Dior perfume." Xiomara says to McKenna who she's walking beside.
"But I love my body mist." McKenna says.
"That because you don't have a Dior perfume." Xiomara said as if it's the most common thing ever.
"Oh." McKenna said understanding what she was saying. And walking away.
"Listen, forget her. Incredibly uptight father. And it's a widely known fact the Miranda sisters aren't allowed to date." Jacob said.
"Uh-huh. Yeah. Whatever." Walker said as the bell rings not taking his eyes off of Xiomara.
