The bell rang, signalling the end of
the school day. “Okay class do your homework and I'll see you tomorrow.” Ms.
Dover said as she wiped the white board clean. The students stood from their
desks and started walking out of the room. Roy was the last out the door, but
Dover stopped him. “Roy could you stay for a minute?” She asked.
Ms. Dover sat in her chair and
rested her feet on the desk. “So how do you like the school?” She asked, arching
her back over the back of her chair. “Why are you always late?”
Roy stood, confused, “I'm going to
be honest, I don't like it here.” He looked her in the eyes.
She took a deep breath and stretched
her arms, “That's too bad, I enjoy having you in class. All the kids are too up
tight, worrying too much about school, but your all laid back and stuff, it's
relaxing.”
“It's not like I hate the school,
it's just I'd rather be somewhere else.”
“Is that so?” She stopped for a
moment, “So what's her name?” She smiled.
She surprised Roy, speechless, all
he could murmur, “What do you mean?”
Ms. Dover giggled, “Come on, I can
see it in your eyes. Don't get the wrong idea, but, look at you. Any girl in
the school is prime pickings and you haven't asked anyone out, obviously your
taken.”
“How do you know I haven't asked
anyone out?” Roy asked.
“Teenage girls are like... like...
they're like machines made to do nothing but talk and never shut the hell up.
If you would have, it would be all over the school. So is who ever it is the
reason you don't like this school?”
“Yes.” He answered softly.
“There's nothing wrong with that.
Now that we have answered one of my question why don't you answer the other?”
“Why I'm late?”
“Yes.”
“I don't like to be rushed, I like
having the time to think. We used to mess around the school and have fun, and
that would usually make us late.”
“You and your girlfriend?”
“Yeah, but now I just like taking my
time it brings back memories.” He started to smile, “One time we were skipping
first period and ran into the janitor. The rest of the day we helped him, it
was really fun even though the next day our teachers chewed us out.”
“That's sweet. Don't worry about me,
though, I'll pass you whether your here or not, just eventually get in the
classroom. That's all I needed.”
“So I can go?” Roy asked.
Ms. Dover gestured to the door,
“Yeah sure, you can go. See you tomorrow, damn I can't believe it's just
Monday, another four days.”
Roy walked out the door, “Bye Miss
Dover.”
If
only I were a few years younger, he's so cute. Roy heard Ms. Dover's
thought as he walked away. Wow... umm...
nothing, I'm not going to think about it. He thought, walking down the
hall.
Roy opened the front door, “Mom, you
here?”
No answer.
Roy walked to his room, threw his
things on the bed, and then pulled his phone from the pocket. He dialled Nina's
number and held the phone to his ear.
The phone rang.
“Hello?” Nina answered, though
knowing who it was.
Roy heard her, “How was school?” He
asked.
“It was good, boring as always
though. What about you?” She replied.
“Same as yours, uneventful and
ending with a long, lonely walk home.” He sighed.
She cachinnated, “Come on, our lives
can't be that bad, can they?”
“Well no, but still.”
“How's Maximilian?”
“Who?”
“Well, you said that you haven't
named your hamster, so I took the liberty of naming it. Maximilian is a good
name don't you think?”
“It is a great name, but...”
“But what?”
“Don't you think that's too much of
a preppy, royalty name for a hamster?”
“No, but oh well that's his name.”
“It's a lovely name.”
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