Because you told us to write these at different times I’m writing this in World Issues. I have time because Mr. Elliot is droning on about some new student. I kind of feel bad for the guy. He’s forced to stand up at the front while we stare at him. Of course it is super weird that he’s here today but didn’t come yesterday. Who heard of transferring on the second day of school? It looks like Mr. Elliot is winding down so we can- SHIT!
Leah had looked up at the sound of her name. Mr. Elliot, making sure he had her attention, continued. “Well then Mr. Anguis, Ms. Moore will show you around school. You can take the empty seat next to her.”
Trying to keep the resentment over having to babysit the new kid off her face, Leah wrote one final word in her diary entry before studying the new guy as he approached, winding his way through the lines of faux wood desks. He was white-blond and of average height. Though for some reason Leah felt he should be taller. Why she should feel that way about someone she still hadn’t even spoken to, Leah had no idea.
Waiting until he sat down in the scuffed and graffitied desk next to her, she said “Hi. I’m Leah.”
“Hello. My name is Ked-Kevin. It is Kevin.”
“So you’re new in town?”
Kevin nodded, yellow-green eyes looking steadily back at her. “It is my first day.”
“Right,” Leah replied, lowering her voice into a whisper since Mr. Elliot had started class. He was going on about how they were going to be doing a series of debates in the next month and they needed to start thinking about them now. “So do you know where your other classes are?”
He stared at her for several seconds without blinking. Leah sighed. “Alright. I’ll show you where your classes are. Now you’d better get some paper out and take notes cause Mr. Elliot loves to make test questions out of stuff he’s said in class.”
Not waiting to see if he’d done as she’d told him, Leah turned her attention back to Mr. Elliot. He was finishing his speech. Leah knew this because he’d begun tapping his pointer against his leg. She’d taken Law with him last year and had come to know his little tells.
Fifty-five minutes later the bell rang, forcing Mr. Elliot to finish off the last sentence on the board. “Remember, you need to read the first five pages in the textbook and answer the questions for tomorrow.”
The class groaned collectively, some people scrabbling to finish copying everything down. Leah rose, piling her books together before turning to Kevin. “Hand over your schedule.”
Mutely, he passed the printed paper over to her. Leah compared it to hers. “Alright. Looks like your schedule is almost the same as mine so you can tag along until you know where things are. And luckily your History class in on the way to my French class so I can drop you off. Come on and stay close.”
Walking out of the classroom was like walking into a storm tossed sea. Going against the current was almost impossible. The best you could do was to enter the flow and let it carry you where you wanted to go. Stepping into the crush, Leah moved easily with the chattering, laughing, yelling crowd. This early in the year, the combined body heat of what seemed the entire student population was unpleasant. By the time Leah stepped back out again, sweat was dripping down between her shoulder blades.
Standing in front of the red door that proclaimed 104, Leah realized that Kevin wasn’t with her. She sighed and stared at the wall of people flowing past her. She had told him to stay close. If he didn’t show up in the next two minutes he was on his own. She still had to get to her own class.
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The Deal with Dragons
FantasyKevin isn't normal. Leah knows this ever since he started following her everywhere. But his weirdness goes beyond the usual. Because, as Leah soon discovers, Kevin isn't even human. Now, thanks to him, she's got to deal with dragons