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date. All student teachers must come to class that day with a lesson plan and must begin class promptly.
We look forward to working with you.
Sequoia High School Administrative Department
Once we finished, Josh designed the page so it looked exactly like something that would be sent from the school. Thanks to the pile of letters he'd been given over the years, he had plenty of things to model it after. "It looks awesome," Josh crowed as he put the final touches on it. "Now I just need to find a way to send it from the school and we're all set."
I sighed. "I'm still worried about this. The school is going to go into lockdown until they find out who did it."
"So let them," Josh said as he printed out the letter. He kept gloves on the entire time, "so my DNA won't be on it," he explained, and then promptly erased the original. "Yeah, chances are they probably will try to find out who it was, but the trick is to make sure it's not traceable. Besides," he laughed, "do you really think they're going to get their panties in a bunch over a letter that's basically complimentary? It's not a bomb threat or anything ... we're saying that Kathy's so talented, she should teach a class! The school needs more students to encourage each other, right?"
"Um, right," I answered. Because what could be more encouraging than inevitably having a baton broken over your head?
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For the rest of the afternoon, we continued to hang out and talk. Lily invited me to stay for dinner (homemade lasagna sounded way better than the health food my mom makes me eat, so how could I refuse?) so we waited for the food to be ready.
"Can I ask you something?" Josh said. "Why are you always so quiet in school, Mel? You're obviously very interesting and have a lot to say, but you say almost nothing at school unless you're spoken to."
"Oh, I..." I felt myself blush. On the one hand, it was nice that he called me "interesting," but he also seemed to think that I was socially warped. "I guess it's because not too many people care about what I have to say," I explained. "They think I'm weird. And a lot of people make fun of me so it's just easier to keep quiet and stay out of their way."
"So tell them to fuck off," he replied. "Don't let them walk all over you."
"You don't understand," I said. "You're popular. You can say anything and people will think it's cool just because you're you ."
He blinked. "That's such bullshit, Mel."
I stared back. "Is it?"
"Yeah. For one thing, I'm really not popular."
"Let's see —- you have a million friends, you always get invited to parties..."
Josh put up his hand to stop me. "I actually don't have that many friends," he admitted. "In fact, you're one of the few people I can have a normal conversation with. And the one reason I get invited to parties is because people hope I'll do something interesting, like pull a prank. I'm kind of like their ... their mascot or something."
I nodded. Josh was turning out to be a very different person than I'd thought.
Lily called us for dinner. We stood up so we could go eat, but before we left I turned to face Josh. "I'm just wondering about something, too," I said. "Your mom said you told her all about me. What exactly did you say?"
He looked me in the eyes. "I told her that you're a great musician, but don't give yourself enough credit, that I was helping you with a music-related problem. And," he finished, "that you're the only person I know who can keep up with me." "Oh," was all I could think of to say.
CHAPTER 7
On Monday morning, I found Josh waiting for me by my locker. He was wearing a leather jacket and gloves and looked like a biker; definitely hot. My knees became all wobbly when he nodded hello and I had to grip my locker to keep myself from toppling over. I wondered if he'd had as good a time when we were hanging out at his place as I had, but he had other
We look forward to working with you.
Sequoia High School Administrative Department
Once we finished, Josh designed the page so it looked exactly like something that would be sent from the school. Thanks to the pile of letters he'd been given over the years, he had plenty of things to model it after. "It looks awesome," Josh crowed as he put the final touches on it. "Now I just need to find a way to send it from the school and we're all set."
I sighed. "I'm still worried about this. The school is going to go into lockdown until they find out who did it."
"So let them," Josh said as he printed out the letter. He kept gloves on the entire time, "so my DNA won't be on it," he explained, and then promptly erased the original. "Yeah, chances are they probably will try to find out who it was, but the trick is to make sure it's not traceable. Besides," he laughed, "do you really think they're going to get their panties in a bunch over a letter that's basically complimentary? It's not a bomb threat or anything ... we're saying that Kathy's so talented, she should teach a class! The school needs more students to encourage each other, right?"
"Um, right," I answered. Because what could be more encouraging than inevitably having a baton broken over your head?
###
For the rest of the afternoon, we continued to hang out and talk. Lily invited me to stay for dinner (homemade lasagna sounded way better than the health food my mom makes me eat, so how could I refuse?) so we waited for the food to be ready.
"Can I ask you something?" Josh said. "Why are you always so quiet in school, Mel? You're obviously very interesting and have a lot to say, but you say almost nothing at school unless you're spoken to."
"Oh, I..." I felt myself blush. On the one hand, it was nice that he called me "interesting," but he also seemed to think that I was socially warped. "I guess it's because not too many people care about what I have to say," I explained. "They think I'm weird. And a lot of people make fun of me so it's just easier to keep quiet and stay out of their way."
"So tell them to fuck off," he replied. "Don't let them walk all over you."
"You don't understand," I said. "You're popular. You can say anything and people will think it's cool just because you're you ."
He blinked. "That's such bullshit, Mel."
I stared back. "Is it?"
"Yeah. For one thing, I'm really not popular."
"Let's see —- you have a million friends, you always get invited to parties..."
Josh put up his hand to stop me. "I actually don't have that many friends," he admitted. "In fact, you're one of the few people I can have a normal conversation with. And the one reason I get invited to parties is because people hope I'll do something interesting, like pull a prank. I'm kind of like their ... their mascot or something."
I nodded. Josh was turning out to be a very different person than I'd thought.
Lily called us for dinner. We stood up so we could go eat, but before we left I turned to face Josh. "I'm just wondering about something, too," I said. "Your mom said you told her all about me. What exactly did you say?"
He looked me in the eyes. "I told her that you're a great musician, but don't give yourself enough credit, that I was helping you with a music-related problem. And," he finished, "that you're the only person I know who can keep up with me." "Oh," was all I could think of to say.
CHAPTER 7
On Monday morning, I found Josh waiting for me by my locker. He was wearing a leather jacket and gloves and looked like a biker; definitely hot. My knees became all wobbly when he nodded hello and I had to grip my locker to keep myself from toppling over. I wondered if he'd had as good a time when we were hanging out at his place as I had, but he had other
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