*Maria*
Jess. Sounds like a nice name. I smile at Jess, hoping to appear more friendly. He is rather cute. "Nice to meet you," I tell him, handing back his paper.
The principal's office is only a few steps away, but it's empty. "Oh, right. He's teaching history right now. Maybe I should just help you get moved in. Do you have a lot of stuff?" I ask as I look around the room for a clue. Ah. Here it is. A layout of the second floor. The new kids' names are written in the space of the rooms.
"Oh. Looks like you got one of the front rooms. Me too. You're right next to Max. I'll show you the way. Or maybe I should get one of these grunts to help carry your gear?"
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Jess
"Nice to meet you," Maria says, sounding a little more friendly. That's good. It's not like I wanted to piss her off or anything. I was just asking for help.
We make it to the office in seconds, but it's empty, and I look at her, confused. "Oh, right. He's teaching history right now. Maybe I should just help you get moved in. Do you have a lot of stuff?" She asks, glancing at the map again.
"Oh. Looks like you got one of the front rooms. Me too. You're right next to Max. I'll show you the way. Or maybe I should get one of these grunts to help carry your gear?" She keeps rambling on, and I just motion down to my oversized duffle bag.
"This is everything, but help finding it would be great," I tell her, my mood gone to a much nicer one. Considering the first person I've met is a cute girl who's willing to help me move in, I shouldn't be in a bad mood. And besides, I need to get settled, because I'm going to be spending all day in there tomorrow sleeping off the change, so it needs to be finished today.
"My other stuff is coming later."
"Nice to meet you," Maria says, sounding a little more friendly. That's good. It's not like I wanted to piss her off or anything. I was just asking for help.
We make it to the office in seconds, but it's empty, and I look at her, confused. "Oh, right. He's teaching history right now. Maybe I should just help you get moved in. Do you have a lot of stuff?" She asks, glancing at the map again.
"Oh. Looks like you got one of the front rooms. Me too. You're right next to Max. I'll show you the way. Or maybe I should get one of these grunts to help carry your gear?" She keeps rambling on, and I just motion down to my oversized duffle bag.
"This is everything, but help finding it would be great," I tell her, my mood gone to a much nicer one. Considering the first person I've met is a cute girl who's willing to help me move in, I shouldn't be in a bad mood. And besides, I need to get settled, because I'm going to be spending all day in there tomorrow sleeping off the change, so it needs to be finished today.
"My other stuff is coming later."
*Maria*
"Okay then," I say. It is a rather large duffle bag, so he's probably got a lot of gear, but usually people bring 'stuff' with them. A laptop, a stereo, posters, something. Maybe he doesn't have any of that? Well, he did say his other things were coming later.
I lead the way out to the front hall again. "If it's just that, do you wanna take the stairs or do you want the elevator? I mean, it's only one flight, but I don't know how heavy your bag is."
"Okay then," I say. It is a rather large duffle bag, so he's probably got a lot of gear, but usually people bring 'stuff' with them. A laptop, a stereo, posters, something. Maybe he doesn't have any of that? Well, he did say his other things were coming later.
I lead the way out to the front hall again. "If it's just that, do you wanna take the stairs or do you want the elevator? I mean, it's only one flight, but I don't know how heavy your bag is."
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"Well, since I'm close friends with Eric and don't have to go see him....can you show me to this room." she asks, pointing at a map.
"Yeah, that's right near Isabel Evan's room. She's my friend's sister," I say by way of explanation. "It's on this floor, but down at the end of the hallway," I tell her, starting in that direction.
"Need me to carry anything?"
"Well, since I'm close friends with Eric and don't have to go see him....can you show me to this room." she asks, pointing at a map.
"Yeah, that's right near Isabel Evan's room. She's my friend's sister," I say by way of explanation. "It's on this floor, but down at the end of the hallway," I tell her, starting in that direction.
"Need me to carry anything?"
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Jess
She eyes my bag, as if wondering why I don't have all the usual stuff. Well, won't she be surprised. I've got a laptop, iPod, and some phot equipment in here, along with my clothes and a sleeping bag for my nightly romps. It just looks like there's nothing in it.
"If it's just that, do you wanna take the stairs or do you want the elevator? I mean, it's only one flight, but I don't know how heavy your bag is." She asks, and I grin.
"Well, it's actually a lot of crap, but I think I can handle the stairs. You wanna lead the way?" I hoist the bag on my shoulder farther, and get ready to follow her through this huge school.
She eyes my bag, as if wondering why I don't have all the usual stuff. Well, won't she be surprised. I've got a laptop, iPod, and some phot equipment in here, along with my clothes and a sleeping bag for my nightly romps. It just looks like there's nothing in it.
"If it's just that, do you wanna take the stairs or do you want the elevator? I mean, it's only one flight, but I don't know how heavy your bag is." She asks, and I grin.
"Well, it's actually a lot of crap, but I think I can handle the stairs. You wanna lead the way?" I hoist the bag on my shoulder farther, and get ready to follow her through this huge school.
*Maria*
"Sure thing!" I tell him, smiling brightly as I lead the way to the base of the stairs. "This'll give me a perfect excuse for being late for math. I hate that class. Are you good at math and stuff?" I ask as we start up.
The bag actually does look pretty heavy, but he's carrying it without a lot of effort. He must be really buff. I wonder what he looks like without a shirt on...
"Sure thing!" I tell him, smiling brightly as I lead the way to the base of the stairs. "This'll give me a perfect excuse for being late for math. I hate that class. Are you good at math and stuff?" I ask as we start up.
The bag actually does look pretty heavy, but he's carrying it without a lot of effort. He must be really buff. I wonder what he looks like without a shirt on...
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Jess
"Sure thing!" She smiles brightly at me and leads the way up the stairs. "This'll give me a perfect excuse for being late for math. I hate that class. Are you good at math and stuff?"
Well, she's certainly more talkative than she was before. I mean, she hasn't stopped talking for like five minutes. But she's still cute. So I can't complain.
"I okay at it, I guess. I'm good at graphic design and computer stuff though, so math is kind of important." I tell her, and we reach the top of the stairs.
"So, where do we go from here?"
"Sure thing!" She smiles brightly at me and leads the way up the stairs. "This'll give me a perfect excuse for being late for math. I hate that class. Are you good at math and stuff?"
Well, she's certainly more talkative than she was before. I mean, she hasn't stopped talking for like five minutes. But she's still cute. So I can't complain.
"I okay at it, I guess. I'm good at graphic design and computer stuff though, so math is kind of important." I tell her, and we reach the top of the stairs.
"So, where do we go from here?"
*Maria*
So he's good at math. That's good. Maybe I can get him to tutor me.
"To the left," I tell him as I turn in that direction. "Mostly the boys are on that side and the girls are on the right."
The greatest thing is that we're here in this freak school and so far we've talked about nothing special. Just Math and stuff, like normals would. He hasn't said anything about what makes him a mutant and he hasn't asked what I can do. This is awesome. It won't last, I'm sure. Soon we'll have to be working on practice routines and he'll see how freaky we all are. Can we still be normal friends then?
"Graphic design? That's cool. My friend Alex is pretty good with that stuff, too. You should meet with him. Oh! Well, of course you'll meet with him. It's not that big a school. Alex is seventeen, like me. We're both Juniors. How old are you?"
I see the look of amusement on his face and I suddenly feel embarrassed and I have to rush through to try to recover. "Do you think I talk too much? I mean, you don't know. You just met me. Liz says I talk too much. She says I should just stop when I'm done talking but how do I know I'm done if I haven't stopped yet?"
So he's good at math. That's good. Maybe I can get him to tutor me.
"To the left," I tell him as I turn in that direction. "Mostly the boys are on that side and the girls are on the right."
The greatest thing is that we're here in this freak school and so far we've talked about nothing special. Just Math and stuff, like normals would. He hasn't said anything about what makes him a mutant and he hasn't asked what I can do. This is awesome. It won't last, I'm sure. Soon we'll have to be working on practice routines and he'll see how freaky we all are. Can we still be normal friends then?
"Graphic design? That's cool. My friend Alex is pretty good with that stuff, too. You should meet with him. Oh! Well, of course you'll meet with him. It's not that big a school. Alex is seventeen, like me. We're both Juniors. How old are you?"
I see the look of amusement on his face and I suddenly feel embarrassed and I have to rush through to try to recover. "Do you think I talk too much? I mean, you don't know. You just met me. Liz says I talk too much. She says I should just stop when I'm done talking but how do I know I'm done if I haven't stopped yet?"
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Jess
"To the left, Mostly the boys are on that side and the girls are on the right." She says, and we turn that way. Then she goes on about my graphic design. "Graphic design? That's cool. My friend Alex is pretty good with that stuff, too. You should meet with him. Oh! Well, of course you'll meet with him. It's not that big a school. Alex is seventeen, like me. We're both Juniors. How old are you?" Boy, does she change topics quickly. I can't get a word in edgewise.
"Do you think I talk too much? I mean, you don't know. You just met me. Liz says I talk too much. She says I should just stop when I'm done talking but how do I know I'm done if I haven't stopped yet?" She asks afterward, and I get the feeling she feels embarrassed. Well, I don't want to be known as the guy that embarrasses a girl on his first day.
"I'm 18. And no, I don't think you talk too much. It's cute," I say quietly, smiling. God, where did that come from. I just called her cute. Oh god, she's going to think I'm a freak.
"Anyways, your friend Liz was probably just joking. Friends do that. So which one is my room?" I say quickly, hoping she didn't really listen to what I said.
"To the left, Mostly the boys are on that side and the girls are on the right." She says, and we turn that way. Then she goes on about my graphic design. "Graphic design? That's cool. My friend Alex is pretty good with that stuff, too. You should meet with him. Oh! Well, of course you'll meet with him. It's not that big a school. Alex is seventeen, like me. We're both Juniors. How old are you?" Boy, does she change topics quickly. I can't get a word in edgewise.
"Do you think I talk too much? I mean, you don't know. You just met me. Liz says I talk too much. She says I should just stop when I'm done talking but how do I know I'm done if I haven't stopped yet?" She asks afterward, and I get the feeling she feels embarrassed. Well, I don't want to be known as the guy that embarrasses a girl on his first day.
"I'm 18. And no, I don't think you talk too much. It's cute," I say quietly, smiling. God, where did that come from. I just called her cute. Oh god, she's going to think I'm a freak.
"Anyways, your friend Liz was probably just joking. Friends do that. So which one is my room?" I say quickly, hoping she didn't really listen to what I said.
*Maria*
Cute? He thinks it's cute? Wow. Alex said that once, too when Liz was telling me to stop babbling. Maybe Jess is right and Liz was just teasing. She's a good friend. The best in the world.
"So which one is my room?" Jess asks.
"Third door on the left, right across from the intersection with the hall that goes to the back. The bathrooms are right there," I say as I point them out.
We're at his door now, so I open it up for him and step back, holding the door open for him since he's still carrying that heavy duffle bag. "Here you go," I say with a smile.
Cute? He thinks it's cute? Wow. Alex said that once, too when Liz was telling me to stop babbling. Maybe Jess is right and Liz was just teasing. She's a good friend. The best in the world.
"So which one is my room?" Jess asks.
"Third door on the left, right across from the intersection with the hall that goes to the back. The bathrooms are right there," I say as I point them out.
We're at his door now, so I open it up for him and step back, holding the door open for him since he's still carrying that heavy duffle bag. "Here you go," I say with a smile.