Part Two:
Craig showed up to the photography class for the first class. It was at the school, in one of the classrooms he'd never been in. He didn't know many of the kids that were coming into the class, but he saw a familiar face in the crowd.
Ellie Nash.
Craig waved at her, and she nodded grimly at him. He took that as a sign that it was okay to sit with her. He went and took the desk next to the one she'd choosen. "Hey, Ellie," he said casually. He didn't know her that well, but she'd been in a lot of his classes that last year, and was good friends with Ashley.
"Hey," she said casually. She was never one for much warmth.
"How's it goin'?" he asked, trying to make conversation. He had to admit, being cooped up in the house for the past couple of weeks (even if by choice) had seriously sucked.
"Alright," she said, not asking how it was going with him (after all, everyone knew how he must be, considering what had just happened). "Oh, Ashley is really pissed off at you."
"What? Why?"
Ellie rolled her eyes at him. "Just call her, okay? She doesn't like to be ignored."
"If she wanted to talk, she should've called me," Craig said, defensive. But Ellie just rolled her eyes.
"Okay, everyone, let's quiet down now," the teacher said as she came into the room. She was fairly tall, with a medium build. She was dressed very casually, unlike any teacher Craig had ever seen before: a black Led-Zeppelin T-shirt, a pair of faded jeans, sneakers. Her curly red hair was tied in a loose ponytail, and she was wearing no makeup to cover up her many freckles.
But then again, it was only a summer class.
"My name is Miss Roberts. I'll begin teaching history to most of you next year. But right now, we're in photography class." She looked around the room. "I see that some of you have brought your own cameras, and some of you have not. We have enough cameras to go around, but I'm glad to see that some of you have your own: it'll make projects a lot easier for you." She came around to examine all the cameras and stopped at Craig's desk. Of course, he'd brought his. "Do you mind if I...?"
"Uh, go ahead," Craig said, and the teacher picked up the camera, carefully examining it.
"This is the Fuji Finepix S2 Pro, right?" she asked, still examining the camera. Craig nodded, and she continued to examine it. "Hm...low noise, easy operation, good digital images..."
"Yeah, but I mostly develope it the old-fashioned way," Craig said, feeling his face begin to get hot.
"I see..." Miss Roberts smiled at him and handed his camera back. "You have a fine camera there."
"Thank you."
As Miss Roberts went away to look at some more of the students cameras, he watched her. She wasn't exactly thin, but she wasn't fat, either. She had a pretty nice body. And her smile...
Craig noticed that Ellie was watching him. He cleared his throat carefully and pretended to be messing with something on his camera. But he couldn't stop thinking about that teacher.
The first class was mostly an introduction to the cameras, which bored Craig to no end. But most of the kids in the class didn't have a camera, so they didn't know how to operate them. Miss Roberts gave them the school's crappy cameras, and showed them how they worked. Craig was bored, but he went along with it, looking up once in a while.
Was it his imagination, or was Miss Roberts looking at him more then any other student?
Craig showed up to the photography class for the first class. It was at the school, in one of the classrooms he'd never been in. He didn't know many of the kids that were coming into the class, but he saw a familiar face in the crowd.
Ellie Nash.
Craig waved at her, and she nodded grimly at him. He took that as a sign that it was okay to sit with her. He went and took the desk next to the one she'd choosen. "Hey, Ellie," he said casually. He didn't know her that well, but she'd been in a lot of his classes that last year, and was good friends with Ashley.
"Hey," she said casually. She was never one for much warmth.
"How's it goin'?" he asked, trying to make conversation. He had to admit, being cooped up in the house for the past couple of weeks (even if by choice) had seriously sucked.
"Alright," she said, not asking how it was going with him (after all, everyone knew how he must be, considering what had just happened). "Oh, Ashley is really pissed off at you."
"What? Why?"
Ellie rolled her eyes at him. "Just call her, okay? She doesn't like to be ignored."
"If she wanted to talk, she should've called me," Craig said, defensive. But Ellie just rolled her eyes.
"Okay, everyone, let's quiet down now," the teacher said as she came into the room. She was fairly tall, with a medium build. She was dressed very casually, unlike any teacher Craig had ever seen before: a black Led-Zeppelin T-shirt, a pair of faded jeans, sneakers. Her curly red hair was tied in a loose ponytail, and she was wearing no makeup to cover up her many freckles.
But then again, it was only a summer class.
"My name is Miss Roberts. I'll begin teaching history to most of you next year. But right now, we're in photography class." She looked around the room. "I see that some of you have brought your own cameras, and some of you have not. We have enough cameras to go around, but I'm glad to see that some of you have your own: it'll make projects a lot easier for you." She came around to examine all the cameras and stopped at Craig's desk. Of course, he'd brought his. "Do you mind if I...?"
"Uh, go ahead," Craig said, and the teacher picked up the camera, carefully examining it.
"This is the Fuji Finepix S2 Pro, right?" she asked, still examining the camera. Craig nodded, and she continued to examine it. "Hm...low noise, easy operation, good digital images..."
"Yeah, but I mostly develope it the old-fashioned way," Craig said, feeling his face begin to get hot.
"I see..." Miss Roberts smiled at him and handed his camera back. "You have a fine camera there."
"Thank you."
As Miss Roberts went away to look at some more of the students cameras, he watched her. She wasn't exactly thin, but she wasn't fat, either. She had a pretty nice body. And her smile...
Craig noticed that Ellie was watching him. He cleared his throat carefully and pretended to be messing with something on his camera. But he couldn't stop thinking about that teacher.
The first class was mostly an introduction to the cameras, which bored Craig to no end. But most of the kids in the class didn't have a camera, so they didn't know how to operate them. Miss Roberts gave them the school's crappy cameras, and showed them how they worked. Craig was bored, but he went along with it, looking up once in a while.
Was it his imagination, or was Miss Roberts looking at him more then any other student?