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As the bell rang Jimmy angrily gathered his books and slung his backpack over his shoulder. He said his goodbyes to Libby as they parted ways in the corridor.
Jimmy smiled a little as he headed towards English class. One class down, three to go. Jimmy opened the door and slid into the room. Unfortunately, the floor wasn't slippery, so he simply tripped and fell onto Cindy.
Jimmy stared down at the dazed girl beneath him. He smiled at her as she came to. "Uh, sorry Cind."
For a moment, a second, really, Jimmy could have sworn that she smiled back at him. The was she did back in elementary school. When they were still real friends. But it quickly transformed back intoher familiar snarl.
"Get off of me, you little freak!" she nastily shouted while violently shoving him off of her. She grabbed Sheen's hand, who pulled her up to her feet. She dusted the dirt off of her dress and stared at Jimmy, laying on the floor. She bit her lip in thought for a moment. Finally, she sighed and walked over to him.
Jimmy looked up to see Cindy standing over him, hands on her hips. She sighed and smiled a little. She bent down and stuck out her hand. "Need a hand?" she gently asked.
Jimmy nodded and grabbed hers. She hoisted him back up. They smiled at each other a moment before realizing that the other kids were watching. She shoved him, gently, into the wall.
"And if you ever do that again, you will live to regret it, Neutron!" she yelled before walking back to her seat and chatting with Nick.
"Sit down, Jimmy," Ms. Roberts said while walking into the room. Jimmy shook the confused look off of his face and took his seat next to Sheen. Jimmy looked across the room and saw Cindy flirting with Nick.
Ah, Nick. Nick had changed in many ways since fifth grade, yet was still relatively the same. He was still a rebel, still a troublemaker. Yet the teachers, the girls, everyone loved him. But he had gotten a little smarter. He was a long way from Stephen Hawking, but he was getting B's in most of his classes.
Jimmy's thoughts were interrupted by Ms. Robert's talking. "As you know, today is the day that we pick the parts for the play of Romeo and Juliet. We will start rehearsing tomorrow, and will perform it in a month."
Ms. Roberts strolled along the classroom, holding a hat filled with folded pieces of paper in her right hand. She gently shook them before approaching the first student.
Jimmy grimaced as he watched his classmates stick their hands into the hat. The last time they had done a Shakespearian play, Sheen had sucked the entire school into a tornado. He turned to his right and saw Cindy unfold her paper.
"Juliet," she happily told her surrounding classmates.
Jimmy's head immediately shot up. If there is any justice in this world, if there is any sign of fate or destiny, let me be Romeo! he screamed inside his head. As the teacher walked up to him, he closed his eyes, trying to focus, as if that would do any good. He slowly wrapped his hand around a slip of paper and pulled it out. He wiped the sweat off of his brow and read his part. "I'm..." he happily stated, "the stage manager," he dejectedly finished.
"And I'm Romeo!" Nick shouted while winking at Cindy.
Jimmy slammed his book against his head. Of course he is.