Young Writers Society

AceassinOfTheMoon wrote:"Aren't you the least bit excited??" Deserae said, bouncing up to perch on the edge of Alexander's desk. She had to brush aside several plants, a small microscope, and an antique mirror to do so, and Alexander winced as one of his plants came dangerously close to the edge. "Come on, Stardust, you can't tell me you're not excited to finally have students!"
"I'm excited," Alexander said lazily.
"Then show it!!"
"Yay."
"YOU are HOPELESS," Deserae declared, bouncing back to the floor. "'Yay' is not showing excitement- bird!" This last exclamation was directed at a bluebird she saw fluttering outside Alexander's office window, and she dashed over to look at it, completely forgetting what she and Alexander had just been talking about.
"Dizzy," Alexander said. He sounded exasperated, but he had a small smile on his face. "You can't ditch conversations like that."
"But there was a bird," Deserae said, as if that should explain everything.
"Your students are going to be less than impressed if you constantly dash off to look at birds- wait, what kind of bird?" Alexander asked, coming to join her at the window. Deserae pointed to the bird, grinning.
"Look at that wing structure," Alexander murmured. "Almost perfect. That's one pretty bird."
"See??"
"You still can't ditch conversations to look at birds."
"You're no fun."
"And I assume you want to keep your job."
She sighed and leaned against the windowsill. "I do."
"... but?"
"What?"
"I feel like there's a 'but' on the end of that sentence."
"Technically speaking, 'I do' is a full sentence on its own. No 'but' needed."
"You were going to add one, though." Alexander gave her a half-smile. "I know you too well, Dizzy. Out with it."
She looked up at him. "I can't help feeling like this is a mistake. I never intended to become a teacher, and I don't know if I can do it. You know me. You know how I am." She searched his face, purple eyes serious for once in her life. "Stardust, am I making a mistake."
"Absolutely not," Alexander replied immediately. "You'll do great, as long as you don't get distracted by birds. Or books. Or squirrels. Or a pen that makes a fun noise when you flip it between your fingers-"
"That was one time."
"I'm just saying." He put his hand over hers on the windowsill. "Believe in yourself a little, Dizzy."
She smiled and looked back out the window. "You're right. I'll do 'great', as you put it, even though that's grammatically incorrect, if you look at the technical formation of your sentence-"
Alexander laughed and walked back to his desk. He still had a few things to organize and plan before school was officially in session, and he had no time to pay attention to Deserae going on about grammar and technicalities.

[hlksdjfs hope this is okay I'll probably edit it in the morning a little bit]