Don't You Forget About Me

Chapter 7

        I kind of find it weird that we have the same initials. And also that we actually have a lot more in common than I thought. After Tristen and I received our sheets of info, we tried to track down where our lockers were at in the school.

        We found my locker first since we were skimming through all of the lockers after we left the cafeteria and we found mine first. Since we actually found one of our lockers, we were able to look at our schedules and see what classes we have. For first period, I have AP Biology with Mrs. Rother. Then for second period I have Ceramics/Pottery with Mr. Dillonor. Okay I know this is really rude of me to think but the word "loner" is in his last name. That stinks! For third period I have English Eleven with Ms. Callington. Seriously, I'm not trying to be mean and purposely make fun of the teachers last names, but since she has the word "calling" in her last name, it sounds like a name of a town where you only communicate with people through calling. I wouldn't want to know what their phone bill was. So for fourth period, I have Computer Programming Intermediate which makes sense since that's what I want to do with my life apparently. Anyway that class is with Mrs. Alksolof. Where do these last names come from? I know my last name is also weird but who came up with all of these names? It's like the names of diseases or dinosaurs. They're just weird.

        Anyway, for fifth period I have Calculus with Mr. Ural. Sixth period is American Studies with the teacher of Mrs. Schrevy. Then finally seventh period is AP Music Theory with Ms. Chimser. Hopefully these are interesting classes.

        After I opened my locker, I put all of my stuff in it while asking Tristen, "What's your schedule?" 

        He answered with, "Okay so it's going to be in the order I say it in. So it's Chemistry, AP English, Pre-Calculus, Computer Programming Intermediate, Health Class, American Studies, and then lastly I have AP Music Theory."

        "Okay so assuming that only one teacher teaches one type of class, we have three classes together," I replied to him.

        "Which ones?" he questioned.

        "Computer Programming Intermediate, American Studies, and AP Music Theory," I answered.

        "Name the teachers in the order they go in."

        "Okay, Mrs. Alksolof, Mrs. Schrevy, and Ms. Chimser."

        "Yep! We have those classes together!" I gave him a sarcastic smile. After I closed my locker, we started to track down his locker. It actually didn't take that long since his was only a few lockers down. As he was putting stuff in his locker, a lady walked up to us and tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention.

        We both faced her and she told us, "Hi you two! I was looking through all of my stuff in my classroom and I came across a lot of pictures of you two with me in what looks like the two of you receiving awards."

        "Oh, what class do you teach?" Tristen asked her.

        "Computer Programming Intermediate," she answered.

        I looked down to see her name tag and it read Annie Alksolof. Annie. That was the name of the person that I remembered while the whole school was in the gym. I finally told her, "I remember your name, Annie."

        Right after I said that, her face lit up with a big smile. Then she told me, "It probably was me. There were a lot of pictures of all of us and you eventually probably just started calling me by my first name."

        "That would make sense. You probably were also my favorite teacher because according to this person who works at my house, I want to be a computer programmer," I replied.

        "Now that would explain all of the photos of the rewards. How about you?" at the end of her saying that, she looked over to Tristen.

         "Sorry I don't remember you," he replied.

        "Oh, that's unfortunate. Anyway what are your names?" she questioned us.

        "I'm Tristen and this is Tamera."

        "Oh well nice to meet you both. So would you two like to see the pictures?" she said.

        "Sure," and after I said that, Tristen closed his locker and all three of us started to walk. Mrs. Alksolof leading the way.

        Once we entered the Computer Programming Intermediate classroom, I actually started to remember things. One was a webpage design that I had to do. I think the website was for reviews on tv shows and movies. Yes! I actually remember something!

        "I... I remember something," I told them.

        "You do, what exactly?" Mrs. Alksolof questioned me. 

        "It was just some webpage design project that we had to do in class. Anyway, I actually need to use the restroom. I'll be back. While I'm gone, don't look through the pictures without me," and with that, I left.