-Noah, you want to share your conversation?
-Sorry?- I say changing my smile to an expression of confusion.
Mr. Whateverhisnameis takes the paper and unfolds it.
-What is this?-He asks while he holds the paper of our conversation. -A paper?
-No sir. That's a sandwich.- I answer sarcastically.
-You think this is a joke?
-I'm not laughing.
The whole classroom giggles and snickers.
-Quiet. Who's the one that's hungry?
Will raises his hand. -That'll be me sir.
-You can't have food in the classroom. Mr- He waits for Will to say his name.
-Mr. Idon'tcare.
-This is not a joke. Okay guys?
Will and I nod.
-Tell me your real name kid.
-I don't know it.- Will says and shrugs.
-Noah, do you know his name?
I gasp. -You don't know his name?
Then liz helps us.- He's pretty much , like.... a big deal in school.
The classroom fills with yeah's, true's and some say it's obvious.
The teacher goes and checks his list. -Ah. You're Will.
Liz, Will and I clap slowly.
-Okay, guys, stop. Liz, Noah. Will, stop that.
We stop.
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The bell rings. I survived three whole periods.
Yes.
YOU ARE READING
Look At The Stars
Teen Fictionfrom a road trip to a hospital what happens when the girl you like is a total fake? or when your best friend's brother appears when he didn't cared for him? or just what do you do when you have problems? they look at the stars
