When I look towards him he has a stupid smirk on his face, I am completely annoyed and he is just making me want to hit him in the face with a book.
“Dess.. It has a nice ring to it.. don’t you think?” he says.
“Yeah that’s why its my name.” I say.
“Okay then, so I think this guy wants us to play like 20 questions.” he says finally something decent and not creepy.
“Okay you ask me stuff then.” I criss-cross my legs on the chair.
“Favorite color?” he asks
“Black.”
“I can see, mine is green. Your go.”
“Um.. Favorite movie.”
“Easy, Grown Ups 2.” he says.
“Okay, mine is Titanic.”
“Classic, when’s your birthday.”
“May 8, and yours.”
“February 1.”
This little thing went on for quite a while and we did more than 20 questions. I learned everything from his favorite type of music to why he moved to America.
“Okay class is over, but don’t go yet. The person you worked with today is going to be your partner for up coming assignment. Alright dismissed.” Mr. Teacher said and the class made its way out of the classroom.
“See you around, partner.” I heard Harry say behind me as I grabbed my bag.
“Yeah, well I gotta get to my next class.” I say and head out the exit shifting my way around people.
The rest of the school day goes smoothly, I didn’t see Harry again after English. I found out that I have classes with people I don’t know, so I’ll be sitting in the back by myself the whole semester. Senior year is the best.
I grab the rest of my books from my locker and stuff them into my bag. I seriously hate some teachers, why give us homework on the first day. What did we learn about how to breathe and now I’m suppose to reflect on that. Well they are getting two sentences of reflection.
I get into my car door and throw my bag into the passenger seat. I hear someone tap on my window. I only spot Harry waiting outside my car. I roll my eyes at him and crack the window.
“Welcome to McDonalds, how may I help you.” I say toward him.
