Third period
Lightly walking past the English classroom, Hope was thinking. How could she be so stupid! Freddy Jones would never take her sorry ass back, not after she had stopped taking all his calls, changed her e-mail, and wouldn't go to any spot that he would go to if he was there. And now the parents are still friends, and they try to get there little girl and boy back together. That still was no possibility that he would like her again. Okay, time for plan B.Then she heard Summer's voice and walked into the nearby History room.
Nearby, Freddy Jones was thinking something very close to what Hope was thinking. I always have had feelings for Hope. Why can't I just ask her to forgive me for all of the things I've done. Even just thinking about this is painful. Come on Freddy, the band was worth it, right? Right? I just don't get my life anymore. I do have a good one, though? A ton of friends, occasional dates, and The Band and Dewey… DEWEY! And, with that, Freddy ran into the History class, his fave, and Mr. Thomas.
"Fiddlesticks, sit down!" barked Mr. T., using Freddy's nickname.
" Yes, Mr. T" and with that, sat down next to Zack and started to plan for the game that Mr. T had set up for History that day. He pulled out paper, history textbook, and most importantly, his brain.
Across the room, Hope knew exactly what to do. She had Mr. Thomas for 6th grade, and was his top student that year. Then he had to move because his son had wanted to go to a school in the area, and he didn't want to pay for out of state fees for college. She smiled and got to work on the easy test that he had given.
Stunned, Summer watched Hope finish the test faster than she did! And walking back to Mr. Thomas, Hope was received with a giant hug from her former teacher.
"Textbooks up, time for the game portion of it. Faith, you keep score." Silence engulfed the class because no one knew who Faith was. But when they saw Hope bounce up to the front of the room and put the first six letters of the alphabet on the board, the class began to talk and move about again.
"Now, team A versus team B" Then Mr. Thomas said "which is the smaller state: Montana or Rhode Island?"
The final return to homeroom bell rang a peaceful sixty minutes after. The whole class groaned and left the classroom.
Grudging back to Homeroom, Summer asked " How did you know Mr. T?"
Hope replied "He worked at my school during my sixth grade year."
Ten minutes later, they were on their way: Hope home to call Nick, everyone else to Band practice.