In The Best Interest
"Class Project"
The next day, they were in class after lunch. "Hi, Ben," Liz said
quietly. "It's Benji." He snapped. "Benji," she corrected herself.
"Don't let Sam get to you. He's, he's a jerk."
"I think I realized that. Whatever. Peter's here." He said, as if Liz couldn't see that Peter had arrived. "Okay, okay. Take your seats!" He commanded. The students more or less did as they were told, with a few (Sam, Mark, Katie) ignoring him and a few (Kristin, Cole, Riley) groaning.
"Today," Peter started, "we are going to start a class project." He paused for effects, rolling his eyes at the few dreamy eyes, few distressed looks, and a paper airplane or two ("NIKKI! RILEY!").
"It's not as bad as you think. You will get into groups of four. I have the groups. Some of you will be happy, some of you probably not. The groups are as follows.
Riley, Kristin, Katie, Mark and Sam. Nikki, Benji, Cole, Alison and Liz. Are there any problems?"
They silently shook their heads. Benji wanted to be with Sam, but at the same time.hated him. He also hated himself; for being so different. For being so.opposite of what his father wanted.
"The project is to fill out these sheets about each member in the group. And one on yourself."
"Peter, what's the point of this?" Cole asked.
"I'm glad you asked, Cole. The point of this is getting to know the people around you. Getting to know your friends, and getting to know yourself."
"I already know about my self. I don't know about y'all." Benji mumbled. "Southern and Gay! This just isn't your life, Benji- boy!" Sam hooted with laughter. Benji got silent, but Peter didn't.
"Sam! Step outside. Benji, do the same." Peter yelled at Sam. Everyone quieted. Sam trudged outside and Benji followed. Peter followed them.
"Sam, apologize to Benji."
"No!" Sam exclaimed, "why should I? Everything I said was true." "Sam! Go to my office. You should honestly be ashamed of yourself!" Sam shrugged and walked slowly to Peter's office. Peter put a comforting hand on Benji's shoulder, but Benji shrugged it off. "Don't worry about him, Benji," Peter instructed. Benji just walked inside the room again, oblivious to the stares.
"Um, well I guess I can let you out early today. Remember to do your homework.It's on the board. We'll start the project tomorrow."
"Don't let Sam get to you. He's, he's a jerk."
"I think I realized that. Whatever. Peter's here." He said, as if Liz couldn't see that Peter had arrived. "Okay, okay. Take your seats!" He commanded. The students more or less did as they were told, with a few (Sam, Mark, Katie) ignoring him and a few (Kristin, Cole, Riley) groaning.
"Today," Peter started, "we are going to start a class project." He paused for effects, rolling his eyes at the few dreamy eyes, few distressed looks, and a paper airplane or two ("NIKKI! RILEY!").
"It's not as bad as you think. You will get into groups of four. I have the groups. Some of you will be happy, some of you probably not. The groups are as follows.
Riley, Kristin, Katie, Mark and Sam. Nikki, Benji, Cole, Alison and Liz. Are there any problems?"
They silently shook their heads. Benji wanted to be with Sam, but at the same time.hated him. He also hated himself; for being so different. For being so.opposite of what his father wanted.
"The project is to fill out these sheets about each member in the group. And one on yourself."
"Peter, what's the point of this?" Cole asked.
"I'm glad you asked, Cole. The point of this is getting to know the people around you. Getting to know your friends, and getting to know yourself."
"I already know about my self. I don't know about y'all." Benji mumbled. "Southern and Gay! This just isn't your life, Benji- boy!" Sam hooted with laughter. Benji got silent, but Peter didn't.
"Sam! Step outside. Benji, do the same." Peter yelled at Sam. Everyone quieted. Sam trudged outside and Benji followed. Peter followed them.
"Sam, apologize to Benji."
"No!" Sam exclaimed, "why should I? Everything I said was true." "Sam! Go to my office. You should honestly be ashamed of yourself!" Sam shrugged and walked slowly to Peter's office. Peter put a comforting hand on Benji's shoulder, but Benji shrugged it off. "Don't worry about him, Benji," Peter instructed. Benji just walked inside the room again, oblivious to the stares.
"Um, well I guess I can let you out early today. Remember to do your homework.It's on the board. We'll start the project tomorrow."