Take My Hand. PART 2.

-Before reading, make sure you read part 1 of TAKE MY HAND...thank you-

Chapter 1: Bird in a birdcage

Deprecious' POV:

Some of the kids gasped, whispered, or were just completely shocked. But I couldn't blame them, out of all the partners I could've gotten paired up with, I got the physical aesthetic beauty in all his glory; Atoolred. I looked over at him to see what he thought of the situation. No expression. Of course, to my disappointment all he did was look out the window. Like a bird trapped in a birdcage.

Id shake my head to get out of my trance, swinging it and matching my eyes with the shiny glass clock on the left corner of the room. 9:13. Though I loved my English class I couldn't wait to get through second and third period just to reach our study hall. I felt as if I should really get to know Atool, for we ARE partners. But, to my demise every minute felt like an hour; dreading on just to reach 9:45.

Id listen to the Mr.Cornucopia talk about our Writing Day assignment but I couldn't focus. All I wanted to do was meet this guy. Finally, after my battle with boredom, I decided to give in and actually listen." So everyone, I hope you all understand the assignment given. " And make sure to study for the the text analysis resource aesthetic test on Thursday!" "Have a nice day!" I heard the overly excited English teacher say. " Huh, Wait, what? " I thought aloud while listening to the disturbing sound of several desks and or chairs moving across the glossy white tile floor. Turning my head around once more, I looked at the clock again. 9:47.