Joselyn's POV
Great. Science again. How much do I suck at this class? I hate having to take notes and everything. Wait. My best friend is in this class. Time to partner up and make a shit ton of pervy and fandom jokes. Ah, finally the bell rings. As I walk out of the classroom, I notice a kid. Who is he?
I shrug and walk to my social studies class, already knowing everything of the history in our curriculum.
Now Honors Blocks. I have a few friends in there. One of them is named Beau. I've known him since last year in band. He is a pretty cool and weird kid. He is also a kid that loves everyone and is funny. Beau plays percussion. After all, it's fun to have 3 classes with him.
Once all of us are in the math class, our bell rings saying its time to do warm up. I sit and look up at the
teacher. She says that we are just doing review of last year this week. But I wonder, Honors Math last year? Or Standard plus? I was placed in standard last year but my math teacher recommended for me to go to honors. I joke around for a bit before returning to my work. As I write down a math problem, I wonder if joining the Jazz and Performing Band would help me a bit more of taking a challenge.
After learning new things, the bell rings once more and I head into Honors Language Arts. Is it the same people from before? I never noticed. Our teacher makes up do warm up and god this class is so talkative. I just want to slap them all to stop talking. I take out my binder and take out a pencil as our teacher pulls up a power point. Notes? Yup, grammar. As I go into my notes section, I write 'Grammar Notes.' We write a lot of notes I tell you, a lot. Mostly I try my best to write quickly and neat. Those things do not work best when together, so I just copy down what my friend is writing so I can keep up. The teacher assigns a page to do in a book called SpringBoard? I quickly finish it all as I read the passage quickly. Reading was easy and I could remember most of the passage as I wrote down the answers to the questions that came with the passage.
After an hour of Honors LA, we get dismissed to our elective block. Oh, today is a B day. That means I have band. As I walk quickly to the elective hall, thinking "Please let me have a good stand today." I walk in and grab a stand, set my music on it and go into the storage room, looking for my Alto saxophone. I find it and set up quickly and walk back to the main room. I greet everyone, seeing Beau and I shake my head as he was late again talking and setting up. I go back to the section I belong to, the saxophone section. I was standing behind my chair until I notice it was the kid from earlier holding a case similar to mine. "Hi! I'm Joselyn, nice to meet you" I say, having a small smile on my face. Another saxophone? Hurray! We get to play as loud as we can! Maybe we can become friends? Oh, I might need to switch to Tenor though..Anyways, I see he doesn't have any music so I set my stand in between the two of us.
"Michael shut up!" We try to shut him up, knowing that he was a talker. After the band class, we begin talking as it was the end of the day. Ms. Peters tries to quiet us down to hear the buses and we are dismissed. I run down the hall quickly, hitting everyone with my case and not giving a damn if they are hit, I just want to go home.