Alex's Amnesia Chapter 1-"Do I Know You?" (We've only been going out for the past year!)

Alex woke hours before he would've. He dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that didn't really match his blue hair. Minutes later, he was running to the bus stop, lugging his band instrument. 47 seconds after the 1st period began, he was banging his head on the table in frustration.

"Alex!" the teacher cried, "Alex, stop that!" Blue haired Alex looked up to meet Ms. Fiezhi's green eyes. (Wow. Fiezhi's a teacher!)

"Have you always been the teacher?" Alex asked.

"What kind of question is that?" Fiezhi scowled. "Start working on your math!"

"Math?"

"Stop kidding Alex, and get back to work!"

"Alex? . . . Alex? Is that my name?" He whispered to himself. He looked down at the math book. "What da hey are these?" he pointed at the numbers. "They're funny lookin'!"

"Ok, stop acting like a dork," a girl said next to him.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"None other than Jenna you dope!"

"What's a dope? Do I know you?" He reply was a slap on the forehead.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"Why are you acting so weird?"

"Am I?" Another slap.

"Stop flirting back there," Fiezhi sighed. "Alex, get back to work."

"Who's that?" Alex asked Jenna, "the girl with purple hair."

"Now would be a good time to stop," Jenna turned back to her homework.

Alex picked up a mechanical pencil to figure out what is was. "What does this do?"

"Alex . . . just shut your trap."

"I don't have one."

"Shut your mouth." Alex shut it, as he began clicking the pencil.

"Whoa!" he began pushing the eraser as lead came out. He set it on the blank notepad. "Awesome!" he began scribbling.

"What a waste of paper," Alex heard Jenna mumble.

"What's that thing?" Alex pointed to the calculator.

"You know, if you had amnesia you wouldn't know how to talk," Jenna waited for a smart-allec remark how people never really forget everything, just important things (Garet: like who they've been going out with for the past year). The remark did not come. "Hey! You're supposed to answer me!"

"What's amnesia?" Jenna began banging her head on the table (Isaac: don't get amnesia!). "Why are you doing that?" Suddenly, Jenna jumped up and stuffed things i to her bag, the bell had rung.

"Where are you going?"

"To my next class." Alex grabbed his things and followed her. "Why are you following me?!"

"Where else am I supposed to go?"

"Your class is over there," Jenna pointed across the hall. "If someone asks you a question, just say I plead the fifth." She slammed the door behind her.

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So ends the 1st chapter! I hope you enjoyed.

Naomi: You enjoy making short paragraphs.

Usually that bugs the crud out of me, but today . . . It was fun! My whole agenda was to make them not longer than one line, but it didn't work.

Naomi: sigh.

Sigh.