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Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ #2: Please Shut Up, Thoughts...

~ Chapter #2 : Please Shut Up, Thoughts… ~

After Seamus had parked his car and they had gotten out, the blondie locked the doors of the four-door vehicle as they began walking towards the doors of the school; the teens’ heads held high. They were the rulers of the school now. Stepping in through the doors as Aleks checked his phone for the time, he grunted slightly when he saw that the clock was about to turn into the digits where the loud bell would echo in the halls. Entering fashionably late was cool and all, but it just meant that you’d be going to your classes, basically, right away. “Hm... The first day of our last year here... Well I guess I’ll see you guys at lunch?” The Russian questioned as he began parting ways with the pair that just watched him.

“Yeah, at lunch.”

“Yep.” The two of them agreed, the pair eventually splitting up as well because they all had different classes. Aleks hesitantly pulled out his schedule and scanned over it with questionable eyes, his thoughts correct from before; he did have his first class as earth and environmental science. Yawning once before making a sharp left turn, the Russian slowed down before entering a classroom with only a few people in it, one of the people being Jordan. Aleks flashed a slight smile as he found out he wasn’t alone in his first class, his legs carrying him to say hey to his friend. “Hey, Jordan. It’s good to know that I wasn’t abandoned and ditched,” He said, his voice a genuine verbal truth. Jordan chuckled quietly and nodded, his right hand moving to smooth down his own short-ish hair after he had removed his hat for a short interval.

“Yeah, I thought I was going to be a loner in here; Dan didn’t have this class, and neither did Monica,” Jordan responded with his own explanation, his mouth in a slight smirk as he slipped the red ball cap back onto his head. “It’s good to have good ol’ Aleksandr in here with me.”

Aleks soon sighed with an aggravated tone when he had heard the last addition of words; Jordan only used his full name when he wanted to bother him. “It’s Aleks, Jordan, or should I say Hordan.” The Russian countered with his voice emphasizing the ‘h’ in the false name as his brown eyes showing smugness as his face was riddled with the upper-hand smugness he felt. Jordan laughed slightly at the countering nickname and patted Aleks’ shoulder, his eyes closed in quick smile.

“Ha-HA, good one.” Jordan murmured before noticing that more people began to file into the class room. Choosing a seat at the back of the classroom as he assumed they should sit down now, Jordan sat next to Aleks on his right side, while there was an empty seat on the Russian’s left. Glancing at the vacant space with a hidden spangle of curiosity coating his gaze, Aleks blinked before setting his book bag on the ground next to his own table; his body straightening back up and making his hands rest on the cold flat surface of the desk. Twiddling his thumbs in circles as he waited for the rest of the people to choose their seats, he soon found out that no one sat at his left side still; the blank air remained. The perky woman who Aleks had presumed was the science teacher just bounced happily into the door and made her way to the front of the room, making Aleks raise his right eyebrow. He hadn’t seen her here before, she must be either a new teacher or a substitute.

“Hello everyone! How is everyone this fine day?” Everyone just mumbled something under their breaths, making Aleks snicker slightly; that was the basic reaction to any teacher’s status question in which they asked their classes. “Well, sounds somewhat positive to me!” The woman exuded cheerfully whilst making her way over to the door to shut it- but the door was halted when someone suddenly stuck their shoe in the closing space, making the door stop in its swinging motion with a wide-ish crack left to spare. The teacher raised her eyebrow and opened the door to a larger crack, observing the person who had stopped the door’s closing action. Aleks heard mumbling at the door, and people start to whisper amongst themselves; what’s happening? Who’s at the door?