Dark Alley

Chapter 18

     After Calvin convinced me to go to school he finally made me hop on his car with Tracy, who is neither talking to me nor dare look at me as Calvin drives the two of us to school.

     I wanted to talk to her, to ask her where I can find my Math class as a form of our conversation - but instead as we arrived in school, we both met Q and R, I exchanged 'heys' with them after Tracy does.

     I tried looking at Q who is wearing a headphone - he's pretty busy so I turned at R who was surely waiting for a conversation to start.

     "Um hey R," I said.

     "Yes dude?"

     "Where do you think I can find Advanced Math class?"

     "You're taking Advanced Math? That's baddass dude!"

     I nodded.

     "Come on let's get inside we'll show you," he says dragging my shoulders with his arm. This time I did not stop him from doing that. We passed through the entrance door while Q and Tracy walked with us at the back. It is weird when twins doesn't walk together. Tracy still wasn't yet talking or forming a chat with the twins while Q was pronouncing words on his mouth without even producing sound.

     R took me to an empty hall full of doors in both parallel sides.

     "This is the Math building, if you're wondering why it's empty it is because no one really takes Math early in the morning," R said. We are now facing a wooden door with a wide rectangular sign detached on it that says "Advanced Math Room" so this is how it looks like. "Let's get inside before we get late," R says as he pushes the door open - not only R and I went inside, also Q and Tracy did -

     "You attend Advanced Math Class?" I ask R but my eyes were at Tracy.

     "Yeah," he says. "Isn't it fucking coincidence?" I remembered about him complimented me as a baddass earlier, I didn't know it was also a form of self-praise for himself.

     Why haven't Tracy told me this? Is she really staying away from me. I thought we're already okay with each other? Or did I just assume too early.

     "Professor Pena mentioned about introducing you yesterday," Q tells me this time, "but you weren't here so she felt devastated instead."

     Devastated?

     After an hour of waiting and sitting, a couple of students just enough to fill in the room arrived the after a minute a middle aged woman walked in our room and introduced herself. Maybe this wasn't her first introduction because she felt lumpy and uninterested to make them hear it again, but I guess the introduction was for me, because her eyes were only focused at me for the whole time.

"You must be Foster," she says to me. She then faces the whole class. "Class this is Foster, he just moved from Ohio. I hear this year is his first year in a real school," she says, "right?"

    "Yes," I said as I stand up. I try to remember Tracy's fabrication about me to Q and R yesterday as now I will tell them about it too, "I've been home schooled for my whole life. So please bear with me." I sat back on my chair, Q stretches himself and reached for my side ear to tell something.

     "Um, thank you Foster," she says like she doesn't expect me to make an introduction.

     "I thought you're from Minnesota?" Q asked.

     "Yeah, me too."

     "You're tying to be funny dude," he says, he struggles his balance to the point that he doesn't want to get caught talking. "But whatever you and Tracy's keeping, R and I will figure it out and find it out you'll see." Q's tone was being cranky and unserious, but I'm feeling like I could just die now if ever they figure it out.