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I looked up for a moment to see if the commotion was done.
Truthfully, I wanted a boring day with an imaginary fast forward button on 2x so I can get back to my new home away from home. Anxious enough I was not sure if there are any more surprises in store....
I spoke too soon. One last kid bolted around the corner. He looked like he was really worried about being late. Not. He had a huge grin on his face as he side stepped and weaved through peeps.
Hey! Watch it!
You hit me, and I hit you!
I looked up after the second comment and then realized he was going to run right into me. Like a deer in headlights, I was not sure where to go and when.
That was when the kid came to a sudden halt sliding within inches of my face. We stared into each other's eyes, and it seemed like hours went by. That was when he broke the trance..
Did anyone tell you it is dangerous to read and walk at the same time? I mean especially in these hallways.
What a smart butt! He was the one running through the halls. Besides, I was at the best part and he is kind of intruding on my personal space.
I like to read. Shouldn't you be careful where you are running? Or should I say sliding? (I said with a raised eyebrow)
He laughed and nodded.
I guess you are right. Anyway, I would love to hear about what comic you are reading but I have a test to take. I'll try and watch where I am running in the future.
I did not say it was a comic, I thought... And he is way too arrogant, I mean confident for his own good.
He side stepped me and sprinted down the hall to an open door. He looked back, smiled, and closed the door walking backwards like a zombie.
I walked briskly to the last door on the end and walked in. The class was getting seated. I showed the teacher, a substitute, my schedule and went to find a seat. Just before I cleared the desk, the teacher said there must have been a mix up. I do not have this class till 3rd period. The printout probably has the 1st period swapped with the 3rd period class. The substitute wrote a slip excusing the issue and called the office. He wrote down a room number and wished me well on my first day.
I hurried to the classroom he wrote down and then I realized it was the same room as the kid's. I sighed and walked in. The teacher looked at the slip and motioned for me to find a seat. The kid waved at me and pointed to an empty seat near the front. There were no seats in the back which I preferred. Still, maybe it won't be so bad.
