My world...

School helps forgeting?

Next morning i woke up and i was on my bed. How did i even get there? I had no idea. I took a minute. Igot up and checked the door. It was locked, mom couldn't have put me to bed. Possibly blinded from tireness i push myself to it. Ihad no intention of going to school. After all this drama going on into my house reality was just too prosaic. On the other hand if i stayed home i had to face my mom again. At least school would giv eme some space and time before that. I dressed up and took my bag and left as fast as i could.

Fast forward and i am at school. It's already 11o' clock we have music education or something and i'm sleeping along with the other half class. As we walk down the stairs Marry is talking to me but i don't listen to her. I was too impulsed in my trying to wake up i didn't heard a thing.         - So are you in? Marry's voice wake me up once and for all. -What? - Are you in? -In for what?           - For the programm! Where have your mind been travelling. -Wait. You mean this Show us yr talent? You want in? -Yes! We can show all these other losers from ... well from other schools how skilled we are. We will organise the whole thing we'll do research and gain knowledge. We will make a presantation and then we'll just illustrate to everybody our inteligence.                                     Organize by ourselves. Time!                                                                                                                                             -I am in. It is exactly what i needed.  Time outside the house. Far away from mom. - Alright. We need to to stay after school. We will be given a topic, teams and split the work. So as to have more time to do research and make a good presantation afterwards. -Even better. i saidand carried on walking as the brake was continueing.

The bell rang and the class was emptied by children. Soon the school was emptied too. Well it would, if today wasn't the "signed up" day. They day we sighned up for progrmms we wanted to attend. One of them was Show us your tallent.  That was the programm i had just signed up for.    Along with me at least 60 other kids waited outside the teachers office. They waited for the teacher that supervise their programm to lead them in a class. Thirty of us was lead by Mr. Simpson to the Chemistry class, big enough so all of us had somewhere to sit. Mr Simpson wait for us to silent and then made a speech about how the whole thing would procceed. At the end Mr Simpson tried to motivate us by reminding us the honour it would be for us to win this thing. Personally i was motivated enough as long as it required work on the computer, well at Marry's house bassicaly away enough from mine. Everybody were so excited the run to their seats where they would meet the rest of their team. I head to a table with Marry another kid from my class named Sam and two freshments whose names were unknown to me. The paper on our desk wrote we had to search famous photographers and generally a research about photography. Most important we had to take some pictures too. I was just about to sit down, disappointed a bit by the main topic, when  a kid fell onto me and throw me down to the floor. Well, as i understand we both fell down. I tried to push him away. He got up quickly. When i opened my eyes i saw him extending his hand offering to help him. I took his hand but i saw more than that. I saw his face and realised i never saw him around before. He was tall enough to play as a four to a college team. He had grey eyes, seriously!  He had short-cut black hair and his brown as chocolate skin pointed out even more his beautiful eyes. As him. Although his kind act to help me get up i was still mad at him. He through me down and make me seem fool. Who was he anyway that dared to interupt her "piece and quiet"? -I am terribly sorry. Apologized the kid. As he  didn't got an answer he head to his desk. I sat down quickly and despite the fact he had been so careless and made me look like a fool i couldn't get my eyes off him. - And you must be another freshment lost in space. said Mr Simpson. -Oh, actually, no sir. I am a transfer. I am a Senior. And the truth is  i was lost but i don't think your school is really space.  If it is thanks for letting me experiencing his. The whole class laughed. -And your name is? asked Mr Simpson. - Um,  Andrew, Andrew Phill. But I prefear Ed. -Well Mr Phill have you signed up for my programm. -Yeah, i mean i should have since i filled that application inside a big room with olderly people. Everybody burst into laughters. He was obvously going to make a lot of friends with that attitude although he was clumpsy. -Mmm, jocker huh? I believe we are going to get on well. said Mr Simpson. The meeting carried on calmly after that. Ed's team took up science scientists and stars. Ed seemed really confused. However he didn't said a thing. When the meeting came to an end he left quit fast. He turned his head and our sights crossed and only then did i realised i was looking at him during the whole meeting. But one thing i couldn' t tell was if i started because he is strange or because he is beautiful.