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Authors: Mina V. Esguerra
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kids. Now I had minions!
Why didn 't Quin tell me about this? Did he think I couldn't handle it? Why even choose me if he was just going to hold me back every step of the way?
Diego leaped off the table. "And they say I'm a bad mentor. Come on, let's do this. I'm in the mood to help some love struck kids today."
Chapter 1 5
…Jake Lalisan always chose the front row of the classroom now. In the past some teachers had mistaken that for a show of interest, and maybe he even got good grades he didn't deserve just because of that impression. Truth was? He had trouble focusing. His mind was always wandering off, and when he used to sit in the back row he could spend the whole period just looking at the backs of his classmates' heads, mind pretty much empty.
The front row trick he had come upon by accident, when he was late for one class in freshman year in college and wound up on the row that no one ever really went for first. Suddenly he was right in front of the teacher, and he couldn't really hide behind people when he zoned out. So he stopped zoning out. He felt stupid that he never tried it until that day.
That class was World History, a core curriculum subject that every student at Ford River took, regardless of major. On the first day, the teacher asked them to write, on a sheet of paper, "Five Things We Don't Know About You."
At first, Jake rolled his eyes. At his first Math 11 class, just the period before, the teacher asked them to identify their "favorite number and why." He didn't realize that the teachers at this school were taking this "getting to know you" seriously. He felt like he was in a beauty pageant Q&A every damn time.
Jake 's five things:
1. My dad and my three brothers are in the military.
2. I used to want to be a spy when I grew up.
3. I like lions. They're nasty and cool.
4. I broke my left ring finger last year. Stupid guitar accident.
5. When I was a kid I was told I would never be a good spy because I had trouble concentrating and often missed details. I wish I could just look at something and see just the important stuff.
He answered this without thinking about it, just so he could have something to hand to the teacher.
Then, once she took all the slips of paper with each student's "five things," she shuffled them around and redistributed them to the class. "You're all freshmen and new to this school. Now you've got at least one new friend," she said.
He wound up with the list of a girl named Kathy Martin.
She had him at #5 -- " Sometimes I think I'm invisible. I wish I weren't. "
There were fifty people in the class, but Jake found out who she was by checking their teacher 's seat plan. Back row. Not the best move for someone who didn't want to blend into the wall, but college was new and intimidating, and he understood why it was just easier that way.
He thought she was really pretty.
…Kathy Martin was good at history.
The teacher was always calli ng on her during class, and she wasn't like the others who looked away and tried to hide under their chairs during recitation. She always had an answer, and even if she wasn't completely right she didn't mind sharing the little she knew anyway. One time she said something about the aqueducts of the Roman Empire, which actually got him to Google it, but she downplayed any implied geekiness by saying she just happened to see it on the History Channel that weekend. He looked forward to these moments because it gave him an excuse to turn around and look at her.
Based on the first, second, and third glances he took , it didn't seem like she was the kind of girl who'd have Slumdog Millionaire (her #1 thing) as her favorite movie. So he watched it, and was impersonating Anil Kapoor's smarmy game show host for days afterward.
Whenever he saw mango-flavored anything (her #2), he thought of her. He started imagining what it would be like to hang out with her, ask her
Why didn 't Quin tell me about this? Did he think I couldn't handle it? Why even choose me if he was just going to hold me back every step of the way?
Diego leaped off the table. "And they say I'm a bad mentor. Come on, let's do this. I'm in the mood to help some love struck kids today."
Chapter 1 5
…Jake Lalisan always chose the front row of the classroom now. In the past some teachers had mistaken that for a show of interest, and maybe he even got good grades he didn't deserve just because of that impression. Truth was? He had trouble focusing. His mind was always wandering off, and when he used to sit in the back row he could spend the whole period just looking at the backs of his classmates' heads, mind pretty much empty.
The front row trick he had come upon by accident, when he was late for one class in freshman year in college and wound up on the row that no one ever really went for first. Suddenly he was right in front of the teacher, and he couldn't really hide behind people when he zoned out. So he stopped zoning out. He felt stupid that he never tried it until that day.
That class was World History, a core curriculum subject that every student at Ford River took, regardless of major. On the first day, the teacher asked them to write, on a sheet of paper, "Five Things We Don't Know About You."
At first, Jake rolled his eyes. At his first Math 11 class, just the period before, the teacher asked them to identify their "favorite number and why." He didn't realize that the teachers at this school were taking this "getting to know you" seriously. He felt like he was in a beauty pageant Q&A every damn time.
Jake 's five things:
1. My dad and my three brothers are in the military.
2. I used to want to be a spy when I grew up.
3. I like lions. They're nasty and cool.
4. I broke my left ring finger last year. Stupid guitar accident.
5. When I was a kid I was told I would never be a good spy because I had trouble concentrating and often missed details. I wish I could just look at something and see just the important stuff.
He answered this without thinking about it, just so he could have something to hand to the teacher.
Then, once she took all the slips of paper with each student's "five things," she shuffled them around and redistributed them to the class. "You're all freshmen and new to this school. Now you've got at least one new friend," she said.
He wound up with the list of a girl named Kathy Martin.
She had him at #5 -- " Sometimes I think I'm invisible. I wish I weren't. "
There were fifty people in the class, but Jake found out who she was by checking their teacher 's seat plan. Back row. Not the best move for someone who didn't want to blend into the wall, but college was new and intimidating, and he understood why it was just easier that way.
He thought she was really pretty.
…Kathy Martin was good at history.
The teacher was always calli ng on her during class, and she wasn't like the others who looked away and tried to hide under their chairs during recitation. She always had an answer, and even if she wasn't completely right she didn't mind sharing the little she knew anyway. One time she said something about the aqueducts of the Roman Empire, which actually got him to Google it, but she downplayed any implied geekiness by saying she just happened to see it on the History Channel that weekend. He looked forward to these moments because it gave him an excuse to turn around and look at her.
Based on the first, second, and third glances he took , it didn't seem like she was the kind of girl who'd have Slumdog Millionaire (her #1 thing) as her favorite movie. So he watched it, and was impersonating Anil Kapoor's smarmy game show host for days afterward.
Whenever he saw mango-flavored anything (her #2), he thought of her. He started imagining what it would be like to hang out with her, ask her
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