Yeah, today's just not my day. Tomorrow sound's like it will be though. Yeah. I can feel it. I back up a little from where I am. I don't want to seem like a weirdo, going up so close to Amy. I watch her from afar. She looks a little distressed though, I wonder why. She chose her topic right? Of course she did, she's brilliant, I bet she's already planned the steps to what she'll do. It will be a real success, better than her poem even. Poems. I looked down at the crumpled piece in my pocket. My poem wasn't that bad, I think it was pretty ... but who knows what she might think. It might really be terrible. It might...
"Not really. I, I'm probably going to have to think about it. I mean, I have a couple of different ideas, but, I'm not exactly sure what ... what I should do, you know?" I know exactly what you mean Amy, the assignment was a bit hard. I mean, it's important to choose the right choice. Kind of like choosing your major - it was life and death! If you chose the wrong one, you had a lot of fixing to do.
"Aw, geez. Johnny and I are the only ones who actually chose theirs. Ha. Mrs. McHaggan isn't gonna be pleased about this." We sat in silence for a while thinking about Mrs. McHaggan - our teacher of English Literature. She was nice enough, but strict and very particular. I hope she wouldn't be too hard on them. She should understand. But, where exactly was she? As if reading my mind, HE blurted out at this exact moment,
"Where's the old Hag anyway?" He said in his shrill yet loud confident voice. He always talked this way about his teachers when they weren't there. I didn't like that about him. It showed he was twofaced, a liar. I nodded, however, in agreement to show my concern. I looked over to Amy to see her reaction to my concern, she was giggling away. Was she giggling at me? That's cute, I thought. I grinned in her direction.
"And Lily, too. I didn't see her all today." Jenny chimed in again.
"I.. I hope that they're alright." I spoke my concern. Amy had put her head down, as if thinking of a shameful or sad event. I suppose we were all worried a bit. It wasn't like our teacher and Lily to be late. Lily usually arrived earlier than us, so that she could be brought up by her aid before the other students came. Lily had been in an accident when she was about twelve, it left her paralyzed from the legs down. Seeing her like that always made me feel depressed. I don't mean to be mean, she's not a charity case, she's really bright, and one of the few kind people I know here. But I just kept thinking about what she could do if that accident didn't happen.
"They're just late, doesn't mean they're dead." HE shot out. I heard laughter and turned to see Amy smiling and looking over at Johnny. Why would she laugh at that cruel thing he said? I don't think it was funny. I don't know why she did. But I could see she didn't want to be depressed. Maybe that was a good idea. Laughter is sometimes the best thing in times of stress. But I couldn't help thinking of Lily and Mrs. McHaggan, and some horrible accident. No. That's crazy. They are probably just sick. Calm down Leon. While I sat there thinking, Johnny apparently went over to Amy and again put his arm around her. What a jerk. Poor girl. Get off her. I was about to get up and say something, when he said something instead,
"Hey, while the Hag's gone let's check out Myhouse! My band put up a new single that's gonna blow your minds!" He said the last part like a ... strange clown or something. Amy laughed. I couldn't help laughing at him either. But then I realized. What they were doing was kind of wrong, we should probably be working on our projects instead of fooling around on the computer. Besides, what if Amy liked his single? I felt helpless. But I had to do something. God, I hate taking action like this...
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