Chapter Six:
The clock couldn’t go fast enough. And what's worse is that the more I looked at it, the slower it seems to get. It was so frustrating! I still have an hour left and I didn’t know what to do. I already know what the boring teacher was talking about—not that I’m bragging or anything, but, geez, guys! x+y=z has been our topic since the 5th grade!
I glanced out the window and wondered about the things that may or may not happen today. And then I asked myself, what are we even going to talk about? Truth be told, it had been months since the last time we had a decent conversation, and right now, I couldn’t think of any topic good enough to begin with. Darn! I heard my pencil snap and at the sound, half of my classmates had their eyes on me. I turned red for about a second but they just went on.
Oh, man, I really did not think this one through. I began to ask myself. I don’t want to stand there in front of her and not be able to say anything..again! That's the last thing I wanted to do. My brain was starting to cram all these stupid ideas up, and all I could do was sigh.
“Mr. Jacobs!” My teacher called my attention, “Can you please tell us the answer to this problem?” I guess he noticed how my mind was clearly not inside my body.
“106.2” I answered effortlessly then sighed once more. Even though my mind was somewhere else, I could still understand what he was talking about. If Mr. Adams was shocked, he didn't say. Because after that, he just turned back to the blackboard, while I, unfortunately, just continued to face the window.
Roughly around forty-five minutes later, I had already turned into this huge wreck. Tapping my fingers to the desk, my eyes started to follow the clock as its fingers slowly ticked. Twenty more seconds, I told myself. 15, 10, 5..4..3..2..1. And BOOM! The bell began to ring! The whole class shook as if it had just been awaken from a deep slumber. They all moved so fast, like a swarm of bees who were threatened by someone outside their hive. And with that, the room was empty within a couple of seconds.
It was the first time I’ve enjoyed such a scene. Usually, I’d be annoyed, especially by how the people would bump me like I was invisible or something, (dude, I'm 6'1. Can you guy not see me standing right in front of you?!) but that time I just stood up, got my stuffs and ran. I told Mark to go and ahead without me, he didn’t bother to ask why. Knowing him, I could tell he already knew.
I think I ran as fast as Flash could have ran that day, well, if reality would have permitted me to do so, that is. But to be safe, I'd say that I ran as if my life was depended on it (which was kinda true). I sprinted through the halls and around the corridors trying my best not to trip. I stopped for some teachers. Anxiously entertained their questions for a bit and in time, I reached the lobby around 3:55—yep! I was 5 minutes early.
I was so excited yet nervous at the same time. I stood there silently, not really minding the people who were trying to leave. They’d greet me from time to time and I’d say hi back. It was a typical scene at my school during that time of the day. And then I thought about how much I’m going to miss it once I started going to college. But then I snapped back because I realized that I still had a long way to go.
Lost in thought, all of a sudden, I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned to see who it was and in front of me was this brown haired, green eyed girl.
“Hey, Audrey.” I greeted her,
“Hey. You waiting for someone?” She asked,
“Yep.”
“Is it someone I know?”
“Uhh….”
Audrey Jestine was one of Samantha’s best friends. She was the kind of girl who was pretty competitive, but loving at the same time. She’s the high spirited one in the group. A kind of girl who also wouldn’t go down without a fight. Her brown hair whispered innocence, but her green eyes screamed something different. Something close to vengeance. And it scared me a little.
