Love Is Patient

Aquainted

January 5, 2016

I always knew I had these feelings or tells when something was going to, or about to happen. It started when I was a kid but It was it's strongest when I was younger, as I got older it faded away.

Today, this morning, I had a feeling that today would be a good day. It's been good so far, I've been good emotionally, physically, mentally, and educationally. I'm in Biology and it's class is just in session.

"Good Morning students! I hope you all had a fanTASTIC break." Ms. Franchez said.

The class gave her a pity laugh, I don't know why, nothing she said was funny but whatever. As she was just about to say something our assistant principle ms. Coley walked in with an un before seen kid.

She walked over to ms. Franchez and whispered in her ear. The class was being all stalky and started to stare at him. I glanced once or twice then ms. Coley said

"Students I trust you'll make our new student mr. Wilson feel welcome at all time." The she walked out

Funny how adults say things as a question but really are trying to force you on the low. So anyway ms. Franchez told him to partner up since we were going to do something today, learning about advanced sciencey stuff.

He walked around, but ms. Franchez was in a rush to get started to so she partnered him up with me.

"Mr. Wilson why don't you just partner up with mr. Bryant."

I looked up so fast, I've always been an independent working in this specific class since my main friends are in different class. We all only have one... two class together if you count lunch, and algebra.

I mean I didn't have a problem with it, at least she didn't pair me up with someone I know I didn't like. I didn't get to know if I didn't like him yet so I was cool with it.

He sat down next to me all quiet, and class officially began. I said

"Hi, I'm Kyle."

He looked at me and said

"Hi, I'm Tyler."

I didn't really know that much to say so I just turned back to the front of class. I remember when in middle school they used to make us say 3 things, things are so different from then and now.

Anyway while I was thinking to myself tyler had asked me

"Do we need to take notes?"

And me being me I was going to say no, we're not ever going to use them but, he's new so I mean at least let me make him feel like he should be doing work.

"Yeah, I believe so, we might not use them but you can write them down if you want."

So him wanting to make a good impression he started writing in his note book.

*45 minutes later*

After what felt like hours and hours of actually writing stuff down, which surprisingly is for a test we have  Friday. We are finally going to lunch, I get pulled out of line by my teacher.

"For as long as he needs make sure tyler is good on what he needs to be good on, show him around school even. Okay? Okay."

Didn't even get a chance to process words to ask her why I have to do it. I'm anti-social enough as it is. But I didn't have a choice. She pushed me back into line gently.

Were now in the cafeteria. Tyler comes up to me and ask

"So where do I sit?"

I respond