The Monochrome Army (title subject to change)

Part One, Chapter One

        Starr plunked her things down on her desk and sat, looking up at the whiteboard. She could already tell that precalculus was going to be her favorite class because it actually posed a challenge. A real challenge.
          She took off her bright yellow-green glasses and rubbed at the lenses. When she slid them back on the face, she noticed a boy out of the corner of her eye. She threw him a nonchalant glance and blew her hair out of her eyes.
          The boy watched her with a small, crooked smile on his face and unbridled curiosity in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and listed his head slightly.
         Starr was painfully aware of the fact that her shoe was untied. She blinked at the boy and turned back to the front. As she pondered this boy she realized that she had never seen him before.
        The teacher, Mr. Apfelweiss, pointed to the board and said, "Today we're doing a review of multi step equations."
        The class groaned, except for Starr and the new kid.
         Mr. Apfelweiss smiled broadly at Starr and held out a blue dry erase marker.
          "Ms Edwards, if you please?" He gestured to the board. "Solve the following problem."
          She stood and looked at the blue marker, tucking her hair behind her ear nervously. The new kid was grinning as if he found this development extremely interesting. Starr straightened her button-up and walked with little, careful steps to the front of the class.
        Mr. Apfelweiss nodded and held out the marker. She looked at it a moment before realizing she was supposed to take it.
        She accepted the marker and turned to the board, knowing the sophomore boys were checking out her butt unabashedly.
       A cheeky student let out a whistle and Starr whirled around and glared at him. It was the class clown, Garrett.
        "Garrett," she hissed, her eyes flash-freezing into brown shards of ice.
       A girl said, "Oooh, Garrett's gonna get beat..."
       Starr turned on her heel and furiously wrote a=7 on the board in shaky chirography.
        "No work?" Mr Apfelweiss asked mildly.
        She made a noncommittal noise and threw herself into her chair, balefully scribbling the answers onto her worksheet.
        "Can you tell me how you got your answer?"
        "Inverse operation," Starr said frostily, still fuming.
        "Very good." Mr Apfelweiss nodded.
        Starr was silent and flipped over her paper vehemently.
        "You may all start your worksheets," Mr Apfelweiss said and Starr stood, marched to the front and slammed her paper down on his desk.
      In the back, Garrett muttered, "Sexy and a genius. One-two punch."
      "I heard that, Garrett Michael Phillips," Starr snapped.
      "Temper, too," the new kid said in amusement.
      "Flirting, Madison?" Addi said in amusement, a half-ggrin on his face. He cast a teasing glance toward Starr.
       She scowled at him and slinked back to her seat, where she sat silently for the ready of the hour, peering at the new kid named Madison.
      She studied him to pick him apart and underatand what was going on in his brain.
       "Well, hello there," a slow drawling voice said in her head.
       She blinked wondering if she was going crazy. This had happened a few times before, where a voice spoke to her in her brain. It always sounded human, and responded to her thoughts like she was talking to it.
        "Of course you aren't going crazy."
        She rubbed her head. And the him was still there. Nobody else could hear it. But Madison was looking straight at her.
        And then...
       Of course she had no reason to be suspicious of him. But still. Telepathy didn't even exist.
        But then?
        Madison winked at her.