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POV Alex
Alex opened the door to find a rather chaotic classroom. The desk placement made it seem like the class was cut in half. The people sitting in one half of the class had their desks in rows and columns. They were completely silent and were doing their work systematically. Occasionally, some would look up from their work and shot deathly glares at the people who sat in the other half. The second half of the class was mostly were the chaos was brewing. The desk were broken into small groups and many were talking (talking was an understatement, they were almost yelling). Two people were slingshotting rubber bands at each other. One was a girl who looked closer to Alex's age, who was wearing a yellow sundress. The other was a boy with longish fluffy hair in a ponytail. The girl looked as if she was aiming to kill while the boy was giving giggles and laughs that were too cute to ignore. His laughter ended as soon as he was shot in the forehead by the girl’s rubber band. The boy who sat near them looked as if he was going to snap his pencil. The classroom looked rather odd to Alex, or maybe it wasn't odd considering that he has only been in America for 5 months and this was the first time he has been in a classroom while here.
Washington stepped in and cleared his throat loud enough for the whole class to hear. All the people who were messing around and talking immediately move their desks to mirror the other side and put away their distractions, except for the slingshot girl. She was still trying to get one last shot at hitting her friend. "Peggy, if that rubber band gets airborne, I swear to you that you'll have detention until you die from old age." The girl, Peggy, lowered her rubber band in defeat. "Now all of you will silently wait here for the teacher in charge of this class to come. And, this is Alexander, the new student you were told about." Immediately, all eyes went to Alex. Alex began walking to the open seat next to slingshot boy, Mr. Ready-to-Strangle, and Peggy. Washington left the classroom after giving Alex a proud smile. The students had quickly lost interest in Alex and went back to their own conversation. Alex gave a quick hello to his new neighbors before reaching to take out a pencil and spiral. The door swing open as a woman holding a Starbucks coffee cup stumbled in. Her hair black hair went to shoulders length and she was wearing a blue blazer with a plaid skirt.
"Sorry I'm late, Heather wanted to go out to get a quick bite to eat for breakfast and we lost track of time. You guys know how I'm unable to say no to her cute little face and-" Her eyes caught sight of Alex's face. "Oh, you must be the new student who was coming today! You can call me Ms. Sawyer, I guess," she said with a slight distaste in her mouth, "I'm usually here if you need anyone to talk to. Welcome to my math class Mr. Alexander Washi-"
"Hamilton, ma’am, Hamilton. Alexander Hamilton, to be exact, but I usually go by Alex," the boy interrupted. Dammit thought as he realized he had made a scene.
"Err, okay, well then Alex. Welcome to the 10th grade," she said while giving him a questioning look. And with that, she got started with the lesson.
Psst
The slingshot boy was trying to get Alex's attention. The lesson was something that Alex already knew so he turned to see what he wanted. "Yes," he whispered.
"My name is John Laurens and the girl next to me is Peggy," he whispered back.
"Hi," Peggy inputted, "How old are you because you don't look 15? Are you 14 like me?"
"No, I'm 13."
"Finally," she said happily, holding out her hand, "Someone who is younger than me. I think this is the start of a great new friendship."
Alex shooked her hand. She seemed like a pretty cool girl.
"Wait how are you in the 10th grade then?" John asked quietly.
"By working Non-Stop," Alex said confidently.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," goes Mr. Ready-to-Strangle.
"You shhhh, Aaron," John shot back.
"Oh, snap," Peggy added.
"Talk less, and listen to the lesson," Aaron instructed.
"Aaron please stop talking and focus on the lesson," Ms. Sawyer commands.
Aaron cursed under his breath and did as instructed.
The rest of the period was filled with the three talking to each other and Aaron being annoyed. After class, John asked to see if Alex wanted to sit with them for lunch. Alex gave the freckled boy the most obvious answer; Yes.