New Native Land (The Evolution)(Book III)

Chapter 11 (Clash and Springs)

Mondays are so tiring. Like why are they so tiring? I couldn't find the motivation to get up and get ready for school. Yet, I did and I was driving there now. I'm already bored and I've been in school for about three weeks now. I have no idea what I'm going to do for the rest of this semester, or school year for that matter.

I got to school on time to hear the bell ring, signaling the start of the first period. I walked to the science department, entering my Biology class. My eyes immediately went to the person who was sitting in the unassigned seat I usually sat at. I eyed them suspiciously.

I walked up to the girl whose name was Bernice and I stared. "Yes?" She asked me, a little attitude coming through and I sighed. "I sit in this seat every day. Can I have my seat please?" She scoffed with amusement, "Check the chart. There are new seating assignments." I squinted my eyes at her curiously.

She motioned to the chart taped to the board. I walked over to the board, my finger tracing it until I found my name and seating assignment. The position was on the front row, smack in the center. I was surprised, I never sat in the front; I hated the front seat. I gave out a tired breath and I looked at the chart to locate an unoccupied seat in the back. I walked to the back of the class and I sat in that seat.

The teacher walked in energetic, annoying me as she did. My other teachers left me alone and they let me do my own thing, but she was different. She tried to get me to participate and work with others. She was very hands on, and I wasn't. I don't like interacting over work and I know some people in this class didn't like me so it makes me weary.

Professor Gil smiled and then noticed me sitting in the back.

"Reagan, did you not see the new seating chart?" She asked nicely to try to hide her frustration, but I saw the passiveness beyond her tone. So, I didn't reply. "You're supposed to sit right here honey." She said nicely again and gestured to the front desk seat. "I'm fine back here." I simply said and she shook her head, "I think I can get you to be more active if you sit up here. So, come on." She explained her reasons but it didn't sway me because I knew that's why she moved me.

I sighed and shook my head, "Don't want to participate." Everyone looked at me, I ignored them.

"Come on Reagan, you should want to learn more." She kept trying to get me to come up there, I shook my head, remaining silent. "Okay, well if you don't sit up here that means you're not following the rules. I have to send you to the principal's office."

I sighed, I know my brothers are going to piss if they find out I'm disobeying and stuff. I sighed and got up and walked to the front and I slumped down in the seat. I took out a piece of gum and started chewing it and she smiled at me like she won, I ignored her.

Just because I'm in the front does not mean I must participate, and I am feeling a little tired. I guess I'll just take one of those afternoon naps I usually take, early. "Reagan, you can't chew gum in here." She kept picking on me. "I have a doctor's note allowing me to." I said to her. "Well, okay then." She let it go.

I rested my head against my hand and I stared blankly at the board as Professor Gil started her lesson.

"...Which makes up your biological complex. So, most likely if your parents were athletes you'll have an athletic gene and complex. Reagan? You play a mean game of volleyball. Are any of your parent's athletes?" Professor Gil asked me and I shrugged my shoulder, "I dunno." She sighed heavily, giving up on me.

"Carter, what about you? Are your parent's athletes?" She turned her attention to this basketball player in the class. "Yeah, my dad played basketball." Carter answered proudly. I shook my head lightly and I closed my eyes.

"Reagan! No sleeping please." Prof Gil interrupted my bliss and her lesson, I felt myself getting more and more annoyed by this woman. "Okay." I said while my eyes remained closed.

When class ended, I went to my sociology class that I took with PB and I sat down next to him annoyed. "What happened to you?" He asked me and I groaned annoyed at the thought, "Professor Gil happened." He laughed. "What she do to you today?" He asked while taking out his book and I started to do the same. "She moved me to the front, dead center and she bothers me every chance she gets." I complained.

"You must hate her. I know you like to be left alone in class." I twisted my mouth some, and corrected him, "Hate? Nah. Dislike? Very much." He smiled in amusement.

I changed the subject not wanting to dwell on Prof Gil, "How was you and Draya's date?" He made a face and sighed out loud, "She's not ready yet." He simply told me and I furrowed my brows at him. "What?" He shook his head, reiterating, "She ain't ready. I thought she was but, she's not."

"Ready for what? What is she not ready for?" I asked him confused. "Me. I don't think she understands my levels of commitment. I like her don't get me wrong, but she's ready to marry me and stuff. I just took her out on a date. She's too forward, and I'm chill." He further explained and I rolled my eyes at him. "Men don't ever know what they want." I joked and he chuckled.

After practice Draya and I were talking about her and PB.

"Why is he acting this way?" Draya asked a little saddened. "He's a guy. He's dumb." I told her and she smiled half-heartedly. "Yeah, but we had such a good time yesterday. I don't know what happened." I sighed and I told her "Well, he told me that he feels like you're moving too quickly." She smacked her lips, "What a jerk. He's so stupid. There isn't anyone he's interested in but me and he wants to push me away? Jerk!" She exclaimed.

Draya stood up and I shook my head at her. "I can give him the cold shoulder better than he can give it to me. Watch." I lifted my eyebrow, suggesting, "Or you two can stop being stubborn and talk it out."

Draya, however wasn't going for that. We walked out and I saw my friend standing in the regular spot like always. "I'll see you later Dray." I abruptly said, she looked in the direction that I was looking like. She nodded and we went our separate ways.

"Look at her! Ain't she beauty!" Cooley praised as I walked up to him. I looked at him weirdly, "You cover your tracks really nicely." I complimented him. Ego boosted, he replied, "I have to."

He looked me over, I couldn't read his face, it looked almost conflicted, "I wanted to tell you that you did good at your game on Friday." My eyes went wide in shock, "You were there?" He gave me his signature grin, "Yeah. I wanted to see how good you were and see if it was worth messing with your medical records." Cooley joked and I laughed at him.

"And now you know I'm pretty good." I bragged a little which made him smile. "Yeah, I'll give you that." He acted like he didn't want to tell me that but it made me smile none-the-less. "Your boyfriend was mad huh?" He asked me and I sighed. "Yeah... I didn't tell him you did it." I admitted and he smiled. "You're joking." He looked amused. I shook my head no. "I couldn't he would've been pissed." I told him. "So this means, we have a secret between us?" His eyebrows peaked and I rolled my eyes and I started walking away.

"Anyways. I'm going to Detroit this week, so I just wanted to see you cause I'm leaving tomorrow." He told we while we walked. "Detroit?" I asked him and he said, "Mhm." I nodded. "I got some people out there."

"You think I might be doing business with them this week?" He asked me and I shrugged "I have no idea." I told him as we reached my car.

"Be great and all that this week." I nodded.

"I gotcha." I told him and he smiled. I opened my door and he peaked in. "When I get back, if someone messed withchu tell me. I'll handle em." He told me and I smacked my lips, "I can handle them myself." I stated proudly which made him grin with pride. "Of course. Get home safely." He closed my door and tapped on my roof.