Greyhound

Study hall

I sat in class playing with my eraser as the teacher was going on about biology. I never understood science really, let alone biology. I'm a freshman I'm very much younger than most people in my grade.

"Mrs Jones? Could you explain to me what I just taught in your own words please" the teacher tapped on his desk not easing his eye contact

I looked up and shook my head "no sir"

The class let out a small laugh. The teacher looked up to make everyone be quiet

He looked back at me still waiting for an answer, he raised an eyebrow as the bell rang.

Everyone began leaving as I did too

"Mrs Jones, I would like it if you could come see me during study hall today" Mr. Walters said to me before I began leaving

"Yes sir, I will" I got my things and began to walk to lunch

"Y'know I just don't get it, why I was put in a sophomore class when I should be in a freshman class with you" i looked at my friends Macy before taking a bite from an apple

"Well, maybe it's because they have too many students in physical science"

I rolled me eyes "yeah and I'm the only one in biology?"

"You could be"

I looked at Macy with a blank stair, she was so pretty with her curly black hair blowing in the wind. The sun made her olive complexion look beautiful. We've been told we look similar, the only difference was hair, her hair had beautiful curls and my was thick and wavy. She was also tall, which I am also not. She was in track and was a really good runner

"do any of you ladies wanna hang out by the bleachers and have a smoke?"

I zoned back from my daze. I looked over to see 3 greasers standing in front of us

"No thank you" Macy said politely

"And why is that doll?"

"I-I don't smoke"

I could tell they were making her nervous, I stood up and got my things "we should go before the bell rings"

She nodded and stood up

"Trampy Socs think there just so good huh?"

We ignored them and walked to class. I don't care for greasers nor socs, the conflict between them was useless. I hate both equally. It's why I mainly stick with middle class kids like macy

The day was over, I was ready to go home. I began walking out the doors as Mr. Walters got me

"Don't you have study hall Mrs. Jones?" He smiles and pointed towards his class room

I walk back to his class and took a seat

He soon enters the room and smiles "well I see you don't seem to like biology, what's the issue with that dear?"

"Well why am I even put in this class? I'm only a freshman, biology is for sophomores"

He smiled and laughed "ah I see" he walked to his desk "you see when I had your mother in my class she was a top rank student 4.0 gpa freshman year"

Great, I'm here for him to brag about my mother. What was new honestly? Most teachers expect the most from me because I'm "Dina Jones" daughter. My mother was very smart in school

"What I'm trying to say is mrs. Jones, you have great potential and you may need a little push on the way, Now I've assigned you a study partner to help you until you get the hang of things"

"He's kidding right?"

"he's in the same boat as you are, only he skipped a grade. He is a very smart student, you should help each other until you are both used to it, ponyboy don't you agree?" He smiled to the other side of the room

"Yes sir"

I looked across the room to see the boy I didn't even know was in the class at the time, he had dark brown hair all greased up, and he wore a purple toned jacked

He looked over to me he slightly smiled and waved

I did the same back

"Good now both you kiddos, get out of here start doing good. I wish to see improvement soon"

"Bye mr. Jones" I walked out of his class room hearing ponyboy behind me

"See you tomorrow Mr. Jones"

I began walking down the hall

"Hey wait up"
I stopped and turned to wait for ponyboy he handed me a paper

"Study information"

"We have a work sheet? Oh my lord" I shook my head I began walking again

"No actually, it's to tell us what we need to go over and what day to meet up after school or during study hall"

"Well, it's just as bad as a worksheet" I looked at him before walking again

"So why are you having trouble with biology? The
way teachers talk, you should be the smartest in the school"

"They only say good things about me because they think I'm like my mom, which I'm not" I pushed open the door leading outside of the school. I turned to face ponyboy as he walked out of the door "well I guess I'll have to see you around, have a good weekend bye pony" I began to walk away

"We meet up tomorrow at the library"

I turned back "but tomorrow's Saturday?" I gave him a disgusted look "ugh"

He raised his eyebrow "look I can tell you don't want to do this, it's not like I do either, let's just get this over with okay? We meet up every other day for 2 months"

I didn't realize how rude I was actually being until he shot at me

"I'm sorry, uhm" I wiped my face "okay, what time tomorrow?"

"Don't sweat, It says it on the paper, I'm not sure at the moment"

I nodded my head "okay I'll see you tomorrow bye"

"Bye Maxine" he waved as I began walking away

"Hey pony who's that nice broad you were talking too?"

"Cut it out dal"

I looked behind me to see ponyboy with 2 other boys, one who's hair was heavily greased, the other in a leather jacket

God, he's a greaser

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