Your Presence ❁

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Monday, Dec. 1st

Today.

I finally got the courage to talk to him.

His name is Jean, he's new.

He came about two week(e)s ago.

We have four of seven lessons together.

1st class; Geometry, 3rd class; History, 6th class, English and 7th class, AVID.

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In AVID, Coach put us into pairs today for the project.

Were looking up a out-of-state college.

Then e-mailing them a letter about decorating our classroom with college banners/posters.

Anyways, Coach had picked partners for us already and he put Jean with me because I'm a "Model AVID Student"

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Anyways, we chose "Blake College of Art and Design" in London.

We'd both be going for art, but me mainly for photography.

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Ever since I was a little girl I've wanted to go to London.

For the scenery, the culture.

The pure beauty of England, at my fingertips.

Ahh, if only..

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"So um.. you like art too?"

I asked him, stupidly.

I mean, I've noticed him sketching in English.

"Yeah, I do."

"Maybe an art school...?"

I'm being timid, as usual.

Ugh, why do I always sound so dumb.

"Yeah, actually I know of one in London."

What if he likes London too..

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's 'Blake College of Art and Design'. I've done a lot of research on it before, I'm really interested in London and I'd love to go there someday."

He looked looked awkwardly at the laptop screen.

"Oh cool. I've always wanted to go to London."

He looked at me and smiled.

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"Hey Violet," Coach came up to me after the bell rang, "can you stay after and help me?"

"Sure, let me text my mom that I'll need a ride since I've already missed the bus."

"Okay, thank you."

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me ; hey mom coach blevins wants me to stay after a bit to help him. can you pick me up?

mom ; sorry hun I cant. working late. can you walk?

me ; yeah

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I walked back into coach's room Jean had stayed behind too.

Was he trying to set us up?

"Hey Violet," Jean mumbles as I walked to clean the board.

He has me stay so often I know what to do most times.

"Hey Jean"

I continued to clean the board off, and looked for Coach's binder where he keeps the objectives.

Coach came in and handed me a stack of papers.

"Want to help me grade? I'll do the board."

"Sure."

He handed me the answer keys and I got to grading.

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"How late are you staying Violet?" Coach asked us.

"Well my mom can't get me, she's working late again... I can stay however long you need me."

"Okay.. good, I might need you for a little while."

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"Want to order pizza?" Coach asked

"Wait, what time is it?"

"Close to six, why?" Jean answered.

"Crap, can I call my mom?"

"Of course."

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{on le phone}

Mom : are you okay?

Violet : yeah, yeah. are you home?

Mom : no, I'm working the night. I'll be home around 3 or 4.

Violet : mom, you don't need to.

Mom : It's okay sweetie, my boss is understanding, she gives me breaks. I can take it.

Violet : okay mom. I'm still at coach's room. we're gonna order pizza.

Mom : oh thats fine. have fun. be safe!"

Violet : okay mom, I love you.

Mom : I love you too.

Violet : Be safe!

Her mom then hung up

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"What did she say?"

"I can stay.. she's working late."

"Okay, what kind of pizza?" Coach asked, already ordering.

"Pepperoni."

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OKAY THIS ALL IM WRITING BC I WANNA GET IT OUT TODAY BC YEAH OKAY ILY LAILA I HOPE YOU LIKE IT