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Mr. Clarke's Science classroom was a quiet classroom covered in science posters and necessities used for demonstrating the human body or just science in general. Students sat droning in the class, waiting for the day to start, but Mr. Clarke seemed excited while he fiddled with his projector that was placed in between the desks.
Mike Wheeler sighed as he sat in his seat, hearing the bickering of his two friends, Dustin Henderson and Lucas Sinclair, about who they were going to be for Halloween. School was beginning to start and he already wanted the day to be over. All Mike thought about was Will... He had almost lost him once and never wanted to lose him again.
Their classroom was fairly small, there were only a few students in the class because some of these kids were smarter than their peers. The four boys had always worked together on these types of things. Each one of them was good at something. In this case, it would be Dustin because science was fairly easy for him. Mike had math, Lucas with history, and Will was always good with English.
But that day, Will had not came to school because he was missing. Mrs. Wheeler had told them over breakfast that morning, telling them also that his cousin, Richie Tozier, was staying over at the Wheelers' for a while. Richie was kind of annoying to Mike. He was a trash-mouth, just like his name depicted him. Richie was loud, obnoxious, and seemed to flirt with everyone which disgusted Mike, especially when it was to his own mother.
He quickly heard the sound of footsteps rushing into the room, making everyone's eyes stare at the person before the bell rang. Mike's eyes quickly adverted to the person making those footsteps to be Stuttering Bill. Mike knew of Bill since he was cousins with Richie, but also that he was the oldest brother to George. Their eyes quickly met before Bill went to his seat, his eyes looking down at the floor while his dark hair gleamed in the fall light. Mike looked down awkwardly, looking at his textbooks. The test began just as usual. The three boys finished quickly, but Mike could feel someone watching him.
After the short quiz, class began just like a regular day. Mr. Clarke stood up from his seat, a smile plastered on his face under his dark mustache. He pulled the blinds on the windows and turned off the lights, concealing the classroom in darkness. He went towards his projector, turning it on as a flash of light plastered on the white rolled up canvas. Mike winced at the light, thinking it was too bright after adjusting to the darkness.
The projector showed a drawing of the parts of the brain along with the names drawn on them. Mike could see Dustin's face instantly light up at the projector for his love of science while Lucas sighed, leaning back on his chair. Mike rolled his eyes and stared at the projector while Mr. Clarke began. "Because we just had a test, we're going to just start on something simple today. We are going to learn about the brain and a theory that was conducted sixty years ago,"
Then, the projector moved to another slide, showing a photo of an middle-aged man around his thirties with circle glasses while Mr. Clarke explained. "This is Walter Bradford Cannon. He was born in the nineteen hundreds as an American neurologist and physiologist," Mike listened carefully to what Mr. Clarke was saying while he felt a pair of eyes strike him. He could feel himself become uncomfortable as his muscles tensed up.
