Eternity (Circle of Light)

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girls.  They looked at him like he was a glass of iced-tea on a ninety degree day.  I became slightly annoyed by them, but I understood the way they felt. Eric was sure something to look at.  
    The school secretary gave Eric his class schedule. I looked over it and every one of his classes are the same as mine.  He seemed relieved that it turned out that way.
    “Now I won’t have to worry about getting lost.”  I smiled at him and a tiny whisper of a laugh escaped from my lips. 
    We walked to our first period class.  Eric reluctantly walked in and sat down in the empty desk in the back row.  Everyone was glancing back at him trying not to make him feel uncomfortable, but I don’t really think it did any good.  He looked as comfortable as a cat on a hot tin roof.  At least he didn’t squirm. 
    Several people went back and introduced themselves to him.  I could tell he was beginning to relax a little, but the edgy look returned to his face every time a girl would come up to him.
    Finally, Damien and Jared walked over to greet him.  After a while I noticed that the three of them were deep in conversation about something.  I couldn’t tell exactly what, but it seemed they were very interested in the topic. 
    Damien has very boy-like qualities.  He still has the round face and dimples he had in the sixth grade.  He was very striking in the looks department, nonetheless.  He had managed to keep a 4.0 grade average the entire way through high school.  I don’t think he ever studied. The job he has seems to take up the majority of his time.  He works down at the grocery store in town.  He works extra shifts in order to save enough money to buy a car.  I remembered seeing him last week at a car lot outside town.  He was looking at a pickup truck.  Maybe, he had finally found the one he was looking for.
    Jared was the exact opposite of Damien.  A blonde hair and blue eyed devil. He wasn’t such a good student, but he kept his grades up to a low B level.  He spends most of his time either with Damien or with his girlfriend and sometimes no one knew where he was.  I guess that was just his thing.
    His girlfriend had moved here from somewhere in the city.  She was a quiet person.  She didn’t socialize all that much.  I took her for being a snobby drama queen.  Damien was always trying to live his life around hers and what she wanted him to do.  If you ask me, I wouldn’t be able to be with someone that was like that.  But, of course, it wasn’t any of my business. The four of us had first period together. I followed the three of them into the classroom. They had been so involved in their conversation that Eric must have forgotten that I was still there. I took my seat not giving it another thought.
    Through the entire class all I heard was bits and pieces of what the teacher had to say. Eric was all that was on my mind. Concentrating on anything else was a waste of time.
    The dismissal bell for first period rang loudly.  I gathered my things and met Eric at the door.  He walked with me to my locker.  He was happy that he had made a couple friends and I was relieved that he wasn’t looking so stressed anymore. We quickly made our way to the row of lockers that lined the hallway. Since Eric was only going to be here a week until he graduates I suggested that he and I share a locker.
    “That sounds good to me.” he said. “Are you sure you will have enough room?”
    “All the teachers are taking our textbooks up already. It shouldn’t be a problem.” I tossed my backpack in the locker and closed the door.  The guidance counselor walked up to Eric and asked him to follow her to her office.  She explained to him that there were some discrepancies in the transcripts from his other high school that they needed to get worked out.  She had gone on ahead of him.
    “Will you save me a seat?” he asked as he was walking away.
    “Sure.” I called to him. He had made it halfway down the

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