Young Writers Society

Thursday:

I walked down the school hallways passing other students on my way to my last class of the day.

"Ughh..." I groaned annoyed running a hand through my brown locks.

Honestly I'd rather be walking the whole time in this prison than go home.

This place is too strict like the rest of this city.

If your late to any class your in detention the rest if day, you only get four minutes to go to get to class and go to the bathroom since the teachers don't want you wasting their time asking.

Not to mention the discipline rules.

Failure to comply to them will get you sent home or out of campus.

Like the boy who was sent home for having gum in his mouth during class.

Not like it's a first.

I made it to my classroom and sat down.

Groups of students wearing types of clothing were talking and chatting away, the teacher at her desk at the front of the class.

I smiled to myself a bit.

The only upside I find about this school is this class and the algebra teacher Ms. Mary.

She was one of nicest teachers and the students in here weren't half bad either.

And the other side is the dress code. We can practically dress however we want.

BEEP.

BEEEP.

Rung the"bell".

Everyone promptly sat in their desks.

I sat in the empty back which wasn't too far back so I could still hear the lessons.

"Okay then". Said Ms.Mary getting up from her desk and walking to the head of the class.

She was wearing her usual attire of a yellow and white stripped sweater and brown pants with her blonde hair in a bun.

"Alright class today's going to be an easy day just review for the upcoming test we'll be having on Monday and tomorrow we'll on a worksheet".

She said smiling to the rows of students.

Then came a knock at the door.

Ms.Mary walked to the door to answer it.

"Yes?" She asked opening the door.

"You have a new student." Said a gruff voice.

"Oh! Okay I'll take it from here." She said pulling the new one in and closing the door.

She then walked to the front with new one. A girl from her appearance and petite figure.

"Alright class we have a new student today!" The teacher said cheery.

She turned to girl.

"And could you please tell us your name dear?' She asked sweetly.

The girl looked to the students with a confused face which turned to a nervous one.

"Cala." She said shyly.

"Hello Cala." Said the students in unison.

The girls eyes widend then she smiled.

"Okay were just reviewing today and I don't really do a seating chart so sit where you like." She said.

"Okay." Replied the girl.

She walked down my row until she took the seat next to me.

"Now back to work feel free to work with a partner but keep your voices down." She said she before walking to her desk and typing away in her computer and the class started chatting.

I turned my head to the girl and got a good look at her.

She wore a dark blue hoodie and purple shorts with matching shoes.

She had her jet black hair braided into a ponytail.

And a pink backpack beside her on the floor.

She was looking around the classroom for a moment then turned her head to me.

I quickly looked the other direction.

"Hehe..." She giggled.

"No need to be shy dude." She said.

I looked back to her feeling my face red.

She had deep green eyes that seemed to pierce right through me.

"Sorry..." I said weakly.

"No need to be. What's your name if you don't mind ke asking?" She asked.

"Lucas....Lucas Stone." I answered.

"Lucas Stone...sounds tough!" She exclamied.

"Well ." She said putting her arm out."

"Nice to meet you Mr . Stone." She said smiling.

I smiled a bit.

I took her arm and shook it.

"Nice to meet you to Ms....uh..." I said not knowing her full name.

Her smile grew.

"Cala, Cala Mitty".