soap?
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I heard a knock on the door, I looked over my shoulder and saw who I guess the new kid was walk in.
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"Ah... Uh..." I stood awkwardly in the doorway for a minute.
"Oh, yes! Class, this is Eli Goode, our new student. As usual, make him feel welcome and at home here." The teacher pointed towards a seat next to a girl who, dare I say it, was pretty cute. "Take a seat, please, Eli," he said, handing me a textbook.
I nodded curtly and strode to the desk, sliding my bag to the floor. -
I watched as the new kid, Eli, walked over and sat beside me. I looked down at me paper, and started to doodle on it, not even listening to the teacher as he continued to teach.
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The stuff that flew out of this guy's mouth made absolutely no sense to me. I leaned over and tapped the girl lightly on the shoulder. "What is he teaching about?" I whispered.
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I looked up as the Eli tapped my shoulder. "I don't know, I'm not paying attention really." I say giving a small smile and pointing at my paper.
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"Hmm, you've got some artistic talent," I said truthfully. I glanced towards the clock. "What time does this -" I was cut off by the teacher.
"Tell me, Mr. Goode... What becomes of a student who is so immersed in flirting that he misses his mandatory history lessons?"
I looked down at my hands, twiddling my thumbs as my face turned a light shade of red. "Uh... Well..." -
I blushed a bit, for two reasons. One, He thought I was a good artist, and two, the teacher thought we were flirting. "He was just asking me what you were teaching about." I say a loud and the teacher looks at us for a second, sighs and returns to the lesson. I let out a breath of relief.
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(you back?)
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(Now I am. Spontaneous trip to the grocery store. Sorry about that.)
I ran a hand nervously through my hair, quietly sighing. The bell rang, and everyone got up to head to their next class. -
(yay! and np)
I walked to my next class, and continued my drawing. -
I checked my schedule once more, strolling aimlessly through the halls. AP English... Room 304 I made my way up the stairs and, by following other students, found myself in the AP English room. Writing was how I'd gone through the hard times in my life, mostly when my morphs started to occur. I was only eight, and my whole world was turned upside down. I've been travelling with my dad ever since, spending as much time as I could in one location before having to move to the next. My writing was the only thing to remind me that I was still in touch with the world around me. After a similar introduction like that of last period, I took my seat.
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I was wondering what would have happened to my life if I didn't fall in love with that traitor. I would still be happy, human, and living with my human friends. I would have a family, and not be stuck in the hellhole I call life! The bell rang and I hurried to my next class, gym.
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The way the teacher taught the class was absolutely captivating; she used poems and quotes to help tie into the lessons. Not only that, but she encouraged creative thinking and didn't punish for zoning out... She felt as though 'aspiring authors must have time to think without distraction.' My mind couldn't help but wander to the girl who I'd met briefly last period. I hadn't even gotten her name...
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In gym we played soccer. I was good at it, but my mind was on the boy I meet before, what was his name...Eli? That was it. He seemed human...yet i could sense something about him that wasn't...
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I was jolted back to reality by the bell. I picked up my bag and read down the schedule. Lunch. 12:05-12:45 I headed towards where I thought the cafeteria would be.
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