"Welcome, class, to your first period. This is English 10. This class will be based on your knowledge of..."
As the teacher droned on, Tommy dozed off. She was just explaining about the class, anyway. It wasn't anything Tommy needed to hear.
Tommy searched the room for a familiar face. Someone he knew from last year. He saw a couple kids he recognized from last year, but he wasn't really friends with them.
Then Tommy saw it. Not it, but rather him. He was laughing and fooling around with a group of friends. Brett. That name alone sent chills up Tommy's back. It took all Tommy had to keep from getting up and hitting him. He's the one that did this. He's the one that hurt Lil and he's the one that changed her. How could he even show his face?
Before Tommy knew it, the bell had rung.
'Did I really waste the whole period?' He wondered.
"Hey, Brett!" Tommy called as they left the room.
Brett stopped and looked around.
"Oh, hey. Pickles, right?"
Tommy nodded.
"So, what's up?"
"I was actually wondering if I could talk to you after school?"
Brett nodded.
"At the football field by the dumpsters?"
Brett nodded again. "Sure, man. See ya then."
"Great. Later." Tommy ran off before he really did some damage to Brett.