Chapter 20 ~ The Assignment

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To that class that people only like because of the teacher.

"Okay, class, today you have homework," Ms.Garter started, getting groans from the class.

     She's my favorite teacher and this is my favorite class. Mostly, because she doesn't give homework and is the teacher of my photography class, as well. It gave me a use of that camera.

     Not only that, the class has two parts. One of them is the class part, with desks and what-not. But the second, that's the room where we process our pictures. You know dip them in the liquid, and hang them up, ya. Technically, it's the one of the biggest classes that the school had a wall put inbetween.

"So this assignment will be a big part of your overall grade," she said looking around.

"What is it!!" yelled a guy name Jack. The class erupted in laughs, including Ms. G.

     Of course everything and everyone has its flaws. This is the class none of my friends and I share. Zia has this class but in a different block.

     So for the time I've been here I keep to myself. I talk to a few girls here but its not like I'm close to them or anything. Just a few words, here and there.

"Okay, since you're so eager to know," she looked at Jack, we laughed and he shrugged,"The assignment consists of taking pictures of something you see every day and something you don't see."

"That's not bad," someone else said.

"This will be a project made of your choice, you could do a poster, slideshow, collage, a comic. Anything that tells something about yourself," she smiled at all of us," Of course, there will be a small contest between all the photography blocks, if you decid to enter."

     The class started to talk about the project. Ms.G sat on, literary on, her desk and texting or something.

     I sat in my desk, fiddling with my camera. I snapped a picture of the desk when Ms. G had gotten up from it. I smiled at it satisfied.

     At least I got one picture down. I turn my phone on and see that it's almost time to leave. I start packing up.

"Jackie," I looked up to see Ms.G talking to me.

"Um, ya?" I said a bit unsure

"I really like your pictures and would recommend you to enter the contest," she tells me.

"Oh,umm, I don't know," I say.

"Just think about it," she smiled before walking away," Alrighty class, start packing up, I don't want weird kids in my class longer than I have to."

     The class started to pack up their stuff. I put my backpack over my shoulder ready to go home.

                   Bing!

     There it is. I quickly left the class, and caught up with Yaslin.

"Hey," I said once I had fallen in step with her.

"Oh, umm, hi," she said. We pushed through the crowded hall, until we had finally made it to the double doors of the school.

"What are yo-" I started off but she had cut me off.

"My ride's here gotta go," she said quickly before rushing off. I stared at her retreating figure until she got in a black truck and stared at that until it drove off. I was stunned.

     I shook my head, and started my journey home. I took pictures along the way. A picture of a line of ants I saw on the sidewalk, the palm trees, the shore line. My favorite was of the busy street with pedestrians along the sidewalk, talking on their phones, carrying shopping bags and what-not.

     Once I got home, I took a picture of the doorway, with the flowers along the walkway. 

"I'm home!!" I yelled, opening the door.

"In my room!!" my mom answered.

     I removed my shoes, once in my bedroom. I throw my backpack on my bed. Sighing, I sit and start the terrifying homework.

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