Susan was now at the school door. She looked up and down it. It was bigger than she remembered. She pushed it open, stepped inside, and closed it again. The winter outside was incredibly cold now and she was glad to be inside the warm school. The halls were loud and cluttered. Better than the screaming children infested rooms of the orphanage. She hurried to her locker. It wasn't the calm place she used to find it, the only place that felt like home in that school. It was now just a cold, cluttered box, filled with her stupid stuff. She opened it and reached in to grab her books.
"SUSAN!" She turned her head to her boyfriend, Lewis.
"Hello, Lewis," she grunted.
"Oh, come on now! It's Christmas! Last I checked you where Christian," Lewis taunted her, TOTALLY clueless. Susan felt like biting but decided to pull a bad joke instead.
"Oh, right," she pulled out a stick of gum from her locker, chewed it a little, and stuck is on his forehead.
"Funny, I, on the other hand, got you something good!" Susan stared at him. She didn't care what he gave her. She just lost her entire family. She wanted him to shut up and leave her be! She was mad and sad and rude to a certain point in witch she just wanted people to stop trying to make her feel better. This clueless dope was attempting it with out realizing it! Lewis pulled out a big, brown coat. It was soft and fluffy. She took it from him with a look of boredom on her face. Not that she wasn't exited to see such a beautiful thing, it was just it seemed like she saw something like it before.
"Uh, thanks Lewis, I appreciate it."
"Well? Won't you try it on?" He insisted. Susan wrapped it around herself. It felt warm and snug.
"Well? It's good isn't it! Do I know you well or what!"
"It's good, I suppose," Susan said, not knowing why she wasn't EXTATIC about it. It was beautiful and comfortable. It's hard to find something that's both.
DING! DING! DING!
"Oh! I've got Science 101 now! See you!" Lewis ran off away from Susan and her new brown coat. Susan ran to her class as well. She slung herself down in her chair. Right before the teacher came in.
"Oh my, Susan Pevensly! Oh, it's been an entire WEEK! Why have you not been to class?" Mrs. Wingded asked. The class turned to her. They were all DIEING to know.
"Oh, no were much, ma'am, just had a…" she caught her self with the 'fancy talk' as she dubbed it, "thing."
"Well, what was this 'thing'? Hum? An edict class?" Mrs. Wingded asked. The class burst out laughing. Susan frowned and the teacher realized that something was troubling her that should not be the butt of a joke.
"Now, now every one! Open your books to section one, chapter two!"
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