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the other two she had never seen. She smiled at them and waved.
They looked at her and then back at him before waving back.
"I can't believe you really came over
here," he said.
"I told you I was."
"Yeah, but I didn't think you actually would.
You normally hang out with the cheerleaders."
"I don't hang out with them."
"You go everywhere with them."
"Chloe is my friend. She is the cheerleader.
Not me."
"Yeah, but that is your crew."
"No it's not. I just sit with Chloe and she
brings them everywhere she goes, but I don't really know them like that."
He looked over at her usual table of girls and
then back at her.
"What?" she said.
"Nothing. I just assumed I guess."
"Some of them are nice, but we are just
different. I've known Chloe since middle school, but she met most of those girls
once she got here."
"I guess you don't really act like
them."
"I know. That's why I don't understand how
you could think that."
Tracy wondered how many other people had placed
her in that box. It made sense, but she was surprised anyone could mistake her
for being like any of the cheerleaders. Just one year before she was a loner
hanging out with two gay guys and a mute, but now she was seen as some kin to
the most popular girls in school. Most people would have been proud, but she
was disgusted being associated with those girls.
"Are you going to teach me or what?"
"I'll try. What do you need to know?"
She pulled out the chemistry textbook she had been
lugging around all day to show him her work where she ended with Mr. Shafer. He
had given her a one-day extension to catch up on the previous night's homework.
Now she had two assignments to do, plus two nights of reading for English.
It was loud in the cafeteria, but her classmate
was proving to be a great teacher. She worked through the problems with him in
half the time it took her to do them at home. She looked up a couple minutes
before the bell and knew they wouldn't have time to do the second set. Tracy
flipped the page in her notebook and pushed it over to John.
"Here, give me your number and I'll call you
tonight to finish the rest."
He wrote his phone number down for her to take
with her. The two of them packed up and walked to the main corridor together.
"I'm going this way. Make sure you answer
when I call you!" she screamed when they split in the hall. Tracy bumped
into MD when she tried walking away.
"Oops. I'm sorry," she said and left him
speechless in the corridor.
Tracy called John to work on the problems as soon
as she got home. It took her about an hour to get through all of it. By the
time she finished everything, it was time to eat dinner. Her mother had been
sleeping for hours. So she heat up the food that was cooked the night before
and sat in front of the television to watch prime time.
As she ran through the channels, the phone started
ringing. She went over to pick it up.
"Hi, Sean."
"Hey! What you doing?"
"Nothing."
"Why do you sound like that?"
"I'm exhausted. You wouldn't believe the week
I've been having."
"Oh yes, this is why I called. Spill
it!"
"I almost fought this girl in lunch
yesterday."
"What? I've been missing everything. What
happened?"
"So one of Chloe's friends got mad because I
elbowed her by accident. She jumped up from the table, so I jumped up too!"
Sean howled. "And then what?"
"It was so dumb. I guess she thought I was
just gonna sit there and let her say anything. She caught me on the wrong day
though."
"Oh my god! You've changed!"
"And I got detention."
"What the hell? You used to be so nice and
good. What is this school doing to you?"
The two of them laughed. It felt nice to be making
light of the situation. Everything had begun to feel so heavy, but Sean had a
way of swooping in and saving the day.
"So what's new with you?" she asked.
"Bryan left."
"Oh yes, he called and told me he was
moving."
"Yes! Now, I am stuck with Dana's boring ass.
I don't know what I'm going to do."
"I'm sorry. I wish I
They looked at her and then back at him before waving back.
"I can't believe you really came over
here," he said.
"I told you I was."
"Yeah, but I didn't think you actually would.
You normally hang out with the cheerleaders."
"I don't hang out with them."
"You go everywhere with them."
"Chloe is my friend. She is the cheerleader.
Not me."
"Yeah, but that is your crew."
"No it's not. I just sit with Chloe and she
brings them everywhere she goes, but I don't really know them like that."
He looked over at her usual table of girls and
then back at her.
"What?" she said.
"Nothing. I just assumed I guess."
"Some of them are nice, but we are just
different. I've known Chloe since middle school, but she met most of those girls
once she got here."
"I guess you don't really act like
them."
"I know. That's why I don't understand how
you could think that."
Tracy wondered how many other people had placed
her in that box. It made sense, but she was surprised anyone could mistake her
for being like any of the cheerleaders. Just one year before she was a loner
hanging out with two gay guys and a mute, but now she was seen as some kin to
the most popular girls in school. Most people would have been proud, but she
was disgusted being associated with those girls.
"Are you going to teach me or what?"
"I'll try. What do you need to know?"
She pulled out the chemistry textbook she had been
lugging around all day to show him her work where she ended with Mr. Shafer. He
had given her a one-day extension to catch up on the previous night's homework.
Now she had two assignments to do, plus two nights of reading for English.
It was loud in the cafeteria, but her classmate
was proving to be a great teacher. She worked through the problems with him in
half the time it took her to do them at home. She looked up a couple minutes
before the bell and knew they wouldn't have time to do the second set. Tracy
flipped the page in her notebook and pushed it over to John.
"Here, give me your number and I'll call you
tonight to finish the rest."
He wrote his phone number down for her to take
with her. The two of them packed up and walked to the main corridor together.
"I'm going this way. Make sure you answer
when I call you!" she screamed when they split in the hall. Tracy bumped
into MD when she tried walking away.
"Oops. I'm sorry," she said and left him
speechless in the corridor.
Tracy called John to work on the problems as soon
as she got home. It took her about an hour to get through all of it. By the
time she finished everything, it was time to eat dinner. Her mother had been
sleeping for hours. So she heat up the food that was cooked the night before
and sat in front of the television to watch prime time.
As she ran through the channels, the phone started
ringing. She went over to pick it up.
"Hi, Sean."
"Hey! What you doing?"
"Nothing."
"Why do you sound like that?"
"I'm exhausted. You wouldn't believe the week
I've been having."
"Oh yes, this is why I called. Spill
it!"
"I almost fought this girl in lunch
yesterday."
"What? I've been missing everything. What
happened?"
"So one of Chloe's friends got mad because I
elbowed her by accident. She jumped up from the table, so I jumped up too!"
Sean howled. "And then what?"
"It was so dumb. I guess she thought I was
just gonna sit there and let her say anything. She caught me on the wrong day
though."
"Oh my god! You've changed!"
"And I got detention."
"What the hell? You used to be so nice and
good. What is this school doing to you?"
The two of them laughed. It felt nice to be making
light of the situation. Everything had begun to feel so heavy, but Sean had a
way of swooping in and saving the day.
"So what's new with you?" she asked.
"Bryan left."
"Oh yes, he called and told me he was
moving."
"Yes! Now, I am stuck with Dana's boring ass.
I don't know what I'm going to do."
"I'm sorry. I wish I
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