Little Children (Merome)

5. Maybe This Year Will be Alright

*Mitch's POV*

I walked up to the teacher and greeted her as she handed me a piece of paper.

I looked down and saw the names of everyone in the class

Guess that guy with the bacca hat wasn't lying. Wait... I never got his name. Oh well.

I went and sat at table 3.

A dude with a really shiny purple necklace in front of me and a guy that had a Mudkip hat on sat next to me. The guy that helped me was siting next to the guy with the necklace. (A/N You know how elementary tables are? They aren't desks they're like tables. You get it?)

The teacher started to speak. "Ok class, this year we have a very small class and I hope we all get along. My name is Mrs. Smith. (A/N So unoriginal right? C:) Ok, so, one person at a time will come up to the front of the class and say something about them self. How about... Brice? You come up first."

I sighed. At least we have a small class so it wouldn't have to last longer than it already has to be.

~Macical Time Skip of Epicness~

*Jerome's POV*

"Next we have Jerome."

I stood up and went to the front of the class.

"U-uh, well... My name's Jerome and... I like axes."

"Uh, good to know Mr. Aceti, next up Mitch."

That's the only thing I could come up with? Stupid Jerome

SMACK

"Jerome, why'd you do that?" The teacher asked.

"Wait, what'd I do?"

"You hit yourself, in the face, really hard."

Nice going Jerome, nice going

"Oh um, sorry." I mumbled as I hurried to my seat.

Mitch went up to the front of the room and I started getting nervous.

Now he thinks I'm a complete idiot after that 'smooth' move I did back there.

*Mitch's POV*

"Ok, so my name is Mitch and I just moved to New Jersey."

My eyes moved around and I was looking at everyone in the room.

My eyes moved to Jerome and we made eye contact.

He looked down quickly and tried to act like he was drawing or writing something.

He had a faint red blush on the side of his left cheek.

I quickly went back and sat in my seat.

Why is he blushing? Is he blushing because of me?

For some reason the thought of it made me blush.

I sighed.

Maybe this year will be alright.