I was standing in the Hall for a while. Everyone Else was already in their class, so I was Alone. I kinda enjoyed the silence, it gave me space to think. I walked around, looking at pictures in the honour room. So much, but at the same time so less, has changed. It was hard to explain. Like, it was still the old room, still the old Rust, the same old wood. But the pictures were New. There were many people, many faces I didn't know. I got slowly afraid again. Maybe I just should go away, Maybe I should have never come back again. I was already at the entrance, as I heard a voice behind me screaming.
"Hey Michael!!!" I turned around and saw a young lad in front of me. I kinda had the feeling I knew him from somewhere, I just had no idea from where.
"Don't you remember? Its me! Ashton!!" "Ashton?" Now I remembered from where I knew him. He used to be in my class. Year 10. He barely said anything, even though, he was always nice and friendly, as far as I could remember. He kinda Reminded me about myself. "Yeah, I just came back from my 3 years in America!" "Oh right, you're part American, or?" "Ah see, you remember me!" I didn't know why, but he just started smiling like an little kid now. It kinda made me smile too. A bit. "So what are you doing here?" We were Walking up the stars, somehow I forgot that I actually wanted to go. I didn't know why, but I kinda wanted to stay now. Maybe because of Ashton, I enjoyed Being in his near. "You know I went to america when we were in year 10, right? I was in a school in America, but I hated it there, so now i am back and gotta Finish my graduation here" He seemed so happy while he said this. He was kinda weird. But lovely. Like , he was the first Person I ever talked to who was happy about going to school. "And Michael, what are you doing here? Didn't you graduate?" Damn. Did he have to ask this? "Ahm, I was away too, just like you. Long story. But now I'm back to do my graduation" Ashton stopped suddenly and starred at me. "Wait, so, where do you have to go to exactly?" "107, I think. Why do you ask?" Ashton suddenly smiled like a kid again. "so, WE ARE GONNA BE IN THE SAME CLASS AGAIN!!!!!!!" No idea why, but even I had to smile again as I heard this.
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