Never Going Back

Chapter 2

I threaded my way through the crowded halls of the high school. It was way too early to be awake. There was one class I was looking for, and that was cooking in room 302. Finally I found it, and let myself in. "Hi! You must be the new student!" The teacher said. She was a Hispanic woman with long black hair and brown eyes. "Yeah, I'm Julie" I said with a smile. "Well class starts in fifteen minutes. I think I'll have you sit at that corner table, with Devin. We started a partners project, and he didn't get a partner. Would that be okay with you?" She asked. "Of course," I replied, seating myself at the table she directed.

The fifteen minutes flew by, and the class was eventually filled with students. "Hey it's you," someone said from behind me. I craned my neck to look back, and it was the boy from the bus. I smiled, "Hi, do you know who Devin is?" "The one and only," he said with a gigantic smile. I laughed, happy that my cooking partner would be someone I had already met. "So you're in the one man band now huh? I guess that makes it a two man band!" It was a stupid joke but I still gave him credit for trying. "So what's our project?" I asked quizzically. "We have to make our own recipe or something," he replied.

The class hour was soon over, and I gathered my stuff in my arms to go to my locker. As I was making my way down the halls, someone tapped my shoulder, which startled me to the point of dropping all of my papers, pencils, pens, and my binder all over the floor. I fell to the ground, trying to gather all of my scattered papers. In a moments notice, Devin was next to me, also picking up papers. "Sorry to have startled you," he said "I was just going to ask if you wanted to maybe do something after school for our recipe," "That sounds wonderful" I replied, grabbing a few pens and stuffing them in my pocket. Devin grabbed a pencil and stuck it behind my ear, "Since we live by each other, I was thinking you could come over to my place" he said. "This isn't some cheep way to pick up a girl is it?" I asked standing up. "Nope, it's a cheep way of picking up a recipe." He grinned at me. I began walking again, and soon made it to my locker. I tried to reach my lock, but all the stuff in my arms confined me, so I was stuck trying to reach something I couldn't. "Here, what's your combination?" Devin asked, ready to open it for me. "How do I know that you won't take this information and use it for yourself?" I asked sarcastically. "Come on, I wouldn't do that to ya, not on your first day." He said with a toothy smile. "13-56-08" I said happily. He swiftly opened it, and I pushed some of my papers inside. "Thanks" I said, turning to him, but he was already down the hall.