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Chapter 7: The Prompt

I waved goodbye to Seto and headed towards my creative writing class. I had only taken a few steps before I remembered something. I turned around to see Seto still watching me. I mouthed the words I'll find you before turned back around and continuing my journey to room 328. A was so excited when I found out that Domino High had a creative writing class. I loved writing as much as art and that was a lot.

I reached room 328 and entered it. I found Dartz and quickly sat down next to him. I barely made it in before the bell rang. I slouched back in my chair and sighed. Dartz tapped me on the shoulder and I sat up. The teacher stood up and walked in front of her desk.

" Good afternoon class. My name is Mrs. Ashmiza. Today for our first class we will host tryouts for the creative writing team. Even if you aren't wanting to be on the team I want you to participate so I can get a glimpse of your writing styles and thought processes," the teacher explained as she moved toward the whiteboard.

"How many people can get on the team?" A girl in the front row asked as the teacher picked up a piece of white chalk.

"A total of eleven people. Five story writers, two poets, three journalists, and one all around. There will be five alternates so if you don't make the team you may be an alternate," Mrs. Ashmiza replied as she starts writing the positions on the board.

"What is an all around?" A boy in the back asked as Mrs. Ashmiza finished and turned around.

"Good question. An all around is somebody who competes in five rounds that requires the person selected to write two short stories of different genres, a poem, and two articles about topics of the writer's choice," the Mrs. Ashmiza answered.

"That's a lot," the boy who had asked the question commented as some of the other people in the class nodded.

"You guys are going to raise your hands when I call out the category you would like to try out for. You are allowed to participate in multiple categories if you would like but some of the categories compete at the same time," Mrs. Ashmiza announced.

I pondered what categories I would like. I decided to go with short stories, poetry, and the all around. I figured if I didn't get a spot on part of the team I could get in on another. Plus I could always give my spot to others if I get more spots than I can handle. I was so excited because in middle school we did something like this and it was fun. I had even won some competitions a few times.

Mrs. Ashmiza finished the survey and marked the tallies if the final competition category. Hardly anyone wanted to be an all around. I didn't blame them though. I wasn't completely sure I wanted to compete for the spot. I could always say no though.

"Now everyone take out a writing utensil and one sheet of paper for every category your name is under. Unless you are in under the all around category or not wanting to try out. If you aren't trying out you need three sheets of paper. But if you are an all around you need three sheets of paper plus the one sheet requirement for any other additional categories you are wanting to try out for.

"How long do we get to write in competitions?" Dartz asked intrigued by the matter.

"In most competitions all around have five forty-five minute rounds while all the other categories have three forty-five minute rounds. But for tryouts each round will be ten minutes because we will only have forty minutes left," Mrs. Ashmiza answered as she started writing a prompt on the whiteboard.

"What are you doing Mrs. Ashmiza?" A girl I recognized from the study hall I had earlier asked a she finished getting out her supplies.

"I am writing what is called a prompt. It can be a one word or even a whole sentence. A prompt is something to start your story and gives you something to base your story on. Today for all your rounds the prompt will be habits of the heart," Mrs. Ashmiza replied as she finished writing the prompt on the whiteboard.

We did four rounds before the bell rang and class was dismissed. As we packing up I heard Mrs. Ashmiza tell us that a list of who got on the team and who the alternates are were. I was nervous that I didn't get a spot. Oh well if I didn't get a spot it wasn't like the world was going to end. I hoped at least Dartz would get a spot on the team. He seemed so excited about getting a spot on the team.

"Hey. Do you think we'll get spots on the team," Dartz asked me as we finished putting our paper and pens away in our bags.

"I'm sure you'll get a spot on the team. I did happen to glance at your paper to see what your writing style was because a finished my story and was bored. Your writing is amazing and I think you should consider writing a book and publishing it," I replied with a cat like grin as we headed towards the second floor.

"Hey do you have any plans for later?" Dartz inquired as we descended the stair to the second floor.

"No. I have to stop at my locker and meet up with my friend Seto for a few minutes but then I don't have anything this afternoon, why?" I answered before asking a question of my own.

"Would you like to come with me to a bookstore and just discuss literature, writing styles, and whatever else that comes to mind?" Dartz asked in a voice that was barely audible over the shouting in the hallway as a slight flush appeared on his cheeks.

"Sure. I will you meet you outside the school in fifteen minutes. Is that okay?" I answered his nice offer to hangout.

It wasn't really a date. We were just getting to know each other and we were only just friends. We did just meet this morning after all. Maybe in the future he would ask me in a date but for now I was good with just hanging out as friends.

I left Dartz and headed to my locker. I moved stuff in my locker and backpack around so that I had what I needed for tonight. I had just finished when I saw the girl from study hall and creative writing class with her friends heading towards me. Seto hadn't seen me yet but was talking to a teacher not far from me and would be with me shortly.

It wasn't like the girl and her friends were terrible people. I hadn't even properly been introduced to them. I had only talk to them briefly this morning. I just stood by my locker not moving and allowing the girl and her friends to approach me. Maybe this would be so horrible after all. I didn't really care if they talked to me or not as long as if they did talk to me they didn't take longer than the thirteen minutes I had left before I was meeting Dartz.

"Hi. You must be the new transfer student that was in our study hall this morning," the girl from creative writing and study hall greeted.

"Hi. My name's Yugi Muto,"the boy with magenta, black, and blond hair whispered shyly.

"I'm Joey Wheeler and dat is my little sister Serenity," the tall blond boy spoke in a heavy Brooklyn accent as he gestured to the thin, brown haired girl beside him.

"I'm Ryou Bakaura, but you can just call me Bakura. It's a pleasure to meet you," the white haired boy chimed in a British accent as he smiled at me.

"Hey there, I'm Tristan Taylor," the tall boy with the spiked hair waved as he leaned against a wall nearby.

"Oh I almost forgot to tell you my name. My name is Téa Gardner," the girl from study hall and creative writing spoke as soon as Tristan had finished.

"Hi. My name's Kisara Draconitis," I said introducing myself.

"We have been wanting to talk to you but everyone we tried you were busy. Do you want to come with us to hangout at my grandpa's game shop?" Yugi asked as the others smiled in a friendly and eager way.

"Sorry I can't. I have plans this afternoon, but maybe another time," I replied grimacing a little having to turn the group's kind offer down.

"Okay then. Maybe tomorrow then?" Téa asked with a glimmer of hope on her face.

"Sure why not," I replied as I left to walk away from Téa and her friends to call my older sister.

I pulled my phone out of a pocket in my backpack and opened it. I scrolled through the contacts to find Iatos's number. I clicked on it and I dialed her number. The phone rang once then twice before Iatos picked it up.

"Hey I am going to hang out with a friend and so you don't need to pick me up," I told her as Seto noticed me and walked over.

"Okay that's fine. Just be back in time for dinner," Iatos replied.

"Thanks. See you later," I whispered in the microphone as I hung up and put my phone away.

"Who was that?" Seto asked as he glared at me a bit.

"My older sister Iatos," I answered as we walked towards the entrance to the school.

"Have any plans for this afternoon?" Seto asked as we walked down the stairs.

"Yeah, I have plans for today and tomorrow. After that I don't have anything so does Friday afternoon work?" I replied with a frown.

"I never said anything about making plans with you. I just asked if you had any," Seto commented.

"Oh sorry I shouldn't assume things," I apologized as we reached the doors leading to the outside of the school.

"That's fine. You better not make any plans for Friday afternoon then," Seto smirked as he held the door for me as I walked outside squinting at my surroundings that were bathed in the afternoon sunlight.

"See you tomorrow Seto," I smiled as I spotted Dartz and headed towards him.

"Ready?" Dartz asked me when I arrived in front of me.

"Let's go," I replied as we started to walk down the street.

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Next chapter is in Seto's perspective and is about his afternoon.