Leaved
“… 10:49… right now, right now…”
------
It was a winter morning, in the groggy city of Mesa, Dobson High School had just begun session. The bell rang, as it summoned the students to their morning classes, all the while the wall clock in the bustling hallway ticked away, reading the time of 8:10 AM.
“Everyone, settle down now,” Missus Harris called out, as her class of sophomores lowered their voices, while continuing their conversations during her roll call. Missus Harris called out the students’ name, one at a time, jotting down their attendance. Afterwards, she tucked away the attendance papers in a yellow folder and begun class with another session of mathematics.
The sky outside was a grayish black, another day of rain. A student wearing a brown jacket in class was not paying attention to the lesson so much, as he was drawing a picture of a snowman and a red house behind the white figure. Christmas was just around the corner, and it excited everyone. Another sophomore was playing with her green scarf, wrapping it around her neck comfortably like a blanket on a chilly afternoon.
The last student wearing a jersey yawned as the class turned the page of their math book, wiping away a hot tear from his left eye as he looked down to his wrist to press a button on his watch to light up the screen in a hazy blue, showing him the time.
8:45 AM, it said.