He walked into school, backpack hanging on his shoulder, hat on backwards, ear buds in listening to music. He had dirty blonde, gelled hair. I stared as he walked in and passed me. Holding my books and leaning on my locker. He came up to me and opened his locker, which was beside mine.
"Hi, I'm Jason." He said while he took his books out. He shut his locker and turned to me. "What's your name?"
"I'm.. Mackenzie, you can call me MK Mack, or Kenzie." I said clutching my books tighter to my chest.
"I like MK that's what I'll call you, or Mack." He put his hand out to shake "Nice to meet you."
I shook his hand. "Nice to meet you too."
A bell rang and I looked at my schedule, I had to go to History, one of my favorite subjects. "Well I'm going to history, so... I'll be on my way." I started to walk away.
"Hey! I'm going to history too!" Jason shouted. "I'll come with you." He ran after me and caught up. "Well you walk really fast!"
"I know, many people say that." I looked around and saw my class, I walked in and took a seat.
Jason sat beside me and set his books down. The teacher came and stood up by the chalk board.
"Hello class, my name is Mr. Johnson, nice to meet you all." He came up to my desk and started talking some more. "This is History class, I hope you all learn well here." He tapped my desk and pointed at me. "you, what's your name?"
I was stunned but I replied strongly. "My name is Mackenzie Lawrence, but people call me MK Mack or Kenzie." I looked into his eyes and I saw that he was going to be one of those funny and kind teachers.
"Nice to meet you Miss Lawrence, I hope you enjoy your school year." He nodded and walked around the class. "You will be learning valuable lessons here. Hopefully you will leave at the end of the year, wiser and full of knowledge."
I listened carefully but then someone tapped my shoulder. "Hey MK here." Jason passed me a piece of paper.
I took the piece of paper but I decided not to read it. "I'll read it after Mr. Johnson is done talking." I told him.
He nodded and leaned back in his chair.
Mr. Johnson kept talking and then finally he ended with, "You're first assignment will be to find out about your history, who you are, where you're from, and who you want to be. This assignment is due next week." A bell rang and the class got up and got ready to leave. I read the note. It said:
Meet me at the field at lunch.
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