I went to the back of the classroom and sat there. All the seats began to get filled, a guy came in and began to scan the room, I prayed he wouldn't sit next to me. But when he started making his way to me, I stopped. I knew by then he had chosen the seat next to mine. Great.
He turned and said, "hey hows it going, nice weather huh?"
Aww man. He was talking to me.
"yea, hi," I said
I guess he ran out of stuff to say because he began to sketch.
"you taking any art classes?"
He turned around and raised an eyebrow and handed me his schedule.
I paused when I saw that he had all the classes I did, "umm you know you and I have all the same classes," I said so later on he wouldnt tell me I was stalking him down the hallway or something.
I jumped when the bell rang.
"Really. Well okay, i'll see you next period." He said with a smirk.
Okay this guy is definitely something. I turned around to grab my stuff when I saw that he had left his sketch book. I was going to call him back but he had disappeared.
I picked it up and brought it with me. Should I flip thru it, I thought. I smirked, hey if this guy was going to sit next to me all year I should at least know who he is, right? I flipped open to the first page and gasped! It was a sketch of ...me, as a child. What the hell? I looked at the bottom and I read 2001-2002.
I closed the book and ran out of the classroom when bam! I crashed into someone. I got up rubbing my shoulder and saying how sorry I was when, what do you know, it was him. I gave him an annoyed face and said ,"here you forgot something."
He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. What's up with the whole raising the eyebrow!? I wanted to scream and tell him what he was doing carrying around a beat up old black sketch book with my kindergarten photo in it. I kept my cool, knowing that I would get no information out of this guy and he would probably call me psycho or something. But what the heck, curiosity crept all over me and before I knew it I was screaming.
"what the hell are you doing with that sketch of me as a child?!"
He looked at me confused and then realized what I was asking, his eyes widened and he turned and, well walked away. I was so confused!
I entered my second period class, I was late, so the only seat available was i'm the front. I noticed the guy, which I of course forgot to ask his name! He was trying to avoid eye contact with me. I took the seat in the front since I had no other choice. I listened to a teacher go on and on AND ON about what would be expected of us honor kids this year. I wonder what he was doing with my sketch as a child, maybe we were in the same kindergarten class, yea that sounds right, but why didnt he just tell me. But why didn't I remember him, maybe he looked different as a child, yea.
Suddenly I heard the bell ring and I jumped up with joy and ran out of there. I waited for the guy outside and when he appeared out of that doorway I started to walk towards him and he suddenly grabbed my wrist and started pulling me toward the exist of the school.
"why are you pulling my hand, " I asked, as we reached the crossing at the corner.
"umm can you just follow me so I can explain that sketch?"
"what about 3rd period?"
"oh your worried about that? I thought you were different from all the other nerds we have classes with, I mean you dont seem to like attention and the way you dress, well"
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