"Now, I just want to get to know you all a little bit more, so if you could just finish this worksheet, that would be tons of help," Ms. Camet said. What was there to tell her? I'm blind. I have a brother and sister. Yup, that's my life.
I heard her pass out papers to everyone in the classroom. Well, everyone but me. When she was finished, she called, "Ember, could you come to my desk, please?"
I felt my face heat up and I had the instinct I was in some sort of trouble. Or maybe she would say something about Mousse? Oh, man.
Quietly, I stood up and made my way towards Ms. Camet's desk. She helped me by calling out left, right, or straight. Mousse didn't know her scent or desk location yet, so I wasn't able to use him. His leash rubbed against my hand as I approached her table.
"I just want you to know that even if you're blind, you're welcome here. You're no different. You'll learn Braille quickly, and I was told you're very smart and there's no need to be afraid." Her words were smooth as silk and sounded true.
"You're told by who I'm very smart?" I asked.
"Your parents," Ms. Camet replied.
"Oh," I said softly. There was a moment of silence, then I said, "How do you want me to do the sheet you passed out?"
Ms. Camet didn't seem to mind at all as she said, "You don't need to do it. I'll have you do something later in the day."
I was just about going to nod, then I crinkled my nose. "Wait. But I don't have you later today, do I?"
"I teach your special ed class," Ms. Camet said, then she shooed me away.
I liked her, and I was glad I didn't have some snobby mean teacher that thought me Braille and whatever else they tought in the special ed class. That would stink.
I made my way back to my desk easier than I did getting to Ms. Camet's desk. I was pretty sure Mousse didn't know the way yet, but there was a chance he already got the location of my desk down.
Maybe Ms. Camet would let me do the worksheet in the other class. For some reason, I kind of wanted to do it, even though it would probably ask stupid questions.
I remained in my seat a while longer until someone poked me in the back. Their finger jabbed underneath my shoulder blade, and I winced at the sudden pain.
"Who was that?" I whispered.
"Me!" Then the sound of footsteps were off. It was Jason, and it wasn't hard to tell. His voice wasn't hard to recognize, and I always remember a voice.
When the bell rang a few minutes later, I walked up to Ms: Camet's desk with my schedule tight in my hand. I asked her what I had next.
"Math, then science, then elective, which is your special ed class that I'll teach you, then you have Health/PE, and you'll be taught alone, and lastly, history. Lunch is after elective."
"Thank you, Ms. Camet. What room number is my math class?" I almost forgot to ask her that, and in that case I would have had to ask someone I didn't know, and I didn't want to do that.
"204. Have fun, Ember."
Math and science went by easily. My math teacher, Mr. Hawkin, was really nice to me, just like Ms. Camet. Mrs. Lee, who taught science, was okay. She wasn't as nice as the others but she at least helped me to elective.
Mousse had each classroom's scent so far. So if I wanted him to take me to Mr. Hawkin's classroom, he could go there no problem. Same thing with all my other classes, so far.
Mrs. Lee helped me along the halls and she stopped. "This is your elective. Have a good day." Then she went off.
"Elective, Mousse. This is my elective." I walked forward a couple steps until I had my palm on the door. I fumbled around for a little bit, trying to find the door had. My hand hit it, I grasped it, then turned and pulled..
"Ember!" Ms. Camet cried. "How was math and science?"
"They were okay." I said. I forced a smile, then asked, "Where should I sit?"
"Eager, huh?" Ms. Camet asked.
I shrugged. Sure, I guess I was happy to be alone and away from others who could actually see, and I really wanted to learn Braille, but I don't know. I'm still not sure about the whole "school" idea.
"Sit here," Ms. Camet said, as she pulled a chair towards me. I heard the rub of its legs on the carpet, an when it stopped I put my hands behind me just to feel it, then sat down..
Ms. Camet pulled a chair for herself across from me. I heard the rustle of papers, just like the first day Mother introduced Braille to me.
She handed me a sheet and said, "Read as much of this as you can."
I brushed my fingers slowly across it and said letters, since I couldn't read full words. "R, T, O, O, G, S, M..."
"Fine, fine!" Ms. Camet said, in a happy tone. Right when she was going to hand me a new one, Mousse leaped up on my lap and barked twice. I pet him, then pushed him off.
"He never does that," I said, puzzling over his action.
Just then, I heard a big rumbling, and the the ground started to shake.
"Earthquake! Here, let me get you under a table!" Ms. Camet cried, but before I could do anything, I feel backwards. My head hit something hard and I felt it spinning, and then suddenly... nothing.