No End

Where are the Classes?

The office scares me. I've only been there because of some really bad bruises and cuts from people like Charles. I always tell them that I'll be fine and not to call my parents because they're too busy to be able to come get me anyways. They usually keep me in there for a few hours or for the rest of the school day then Jack comes to get me. But even so, it scares me and the people there scare me.

"Hello, how may I help you?" The lady at the front desk asked us in her annoying nasal voice.

"I'm new and need a schedule."

"What's your name?" I'm about to cringe. Her voice bugs me.

"Brendan Pe- Morgan. Brendan Morgan."

That's about when I stopped listening and started wondering what his last name was, "Pe-... Penilopoloo? Peakens? Percowski?" 20 or so names in I feel a hand on my back. Someone's pushing me.

"Come on. I got my schedule."

As soon as we were out of the office I asked him, "what was your last name before?"

"Peters." Wow. So much simpler than the ones I thought of. How boring. Although my last name is also simple and boring...

"Oh, okay." I started walking to my first class again but he grabbed my shoulder.

"I don't know where I'm going..." He showed me his schedule.

"Hm... Well surprisingly we have the first 3 classes together, so I can show you where those are..." I kept looking at his schedule. I didn't recognize half of the class numbers. Was there even a classroom 111? All my classrooms were in the 200's, 400's, and 500's. "Sorry I only know the first three. Oh and we have the very last class together too... Weird. 8 classes and I have half of them with you. But yeah, I don't know the other classes. We can ask Jack."

We finally got to first period with more than half the class time already passed. I'm glad I had an excuse to miss so much, I hate math class. The teacher is cool though, he always lets us talk to each other when we finish homework and the assignments are so short that everyone is usually done in less than 10 minutes. Today they had a review so I took a worksheet with me.

He lets us pick our own seats. So I start heading to the back of the room where me and Jack always sit. He was listening to music through his earphones. I took an earphone out to get his attention.

"Oi! Who did that?" He smiled as soon as he saw me. "Chaddie! My little mouse! You're back!" He stood up and wrapped his arm around me. "You're usually in that shit hole for so long that I forgot you were even coming back!"

"Yeah, yeah..."

Brendan coughed to get our attention.

"Oh right!" I had almost forgotten for the... 10th time that day? "Jack, um, Brendan's schedule... Um..." I couldn't find the words at that moment.

"Chad doesn't know some of my classes so we were wondering if you knew." Brendan explained.

"Yeah. That!"

Jack took Brendan's schedule and looked at it. "...I know a couple..." He was staring intensely at the schedule. "We can ask the teacher if we can leave class to show you where the classes are."