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America Pov
After Singing class I headed to classical music class. I sort of new my way around the classroom area but it was still hard to locate my classes.
I was heading towards where I thought was the classical music room when I heard a voice behind me, " America wait up."
I slowed down and looked behind me. The person I found standing there was not someone I would have expected. Chasing after me was Michael Newsome.
When he caught up to me I said with a smile, "Michael, the boy who called me beautiful. What a pleasure."
He smiled back at me and said, "I only called you beautiful because it is true."
I gave him a suspicious look then asked, "What are you doing here."
He answered with a sarcastic tone, "I go to camp here."
"I know that and you know what I meant. What are you doing here walking to class with me. I mean I'm guessing that you are not the classical music type."I say
"You are right," he replies, "I am not the classical music type and that not why I'm walking with you. I'm walking with you because you seem so lost and if you are going to classical music you are going the wrong way."
"What," I say
"You are going the wrong way to class. Class is that way," he says as he points in the direction behind me.
"Urrrr. Im such an idiot," I say
"No your not. Its only the first day. You will soon know where all your classes are. Until then I will walk with you and show you," he says
"Shall we," he say and offers me his arm
I look at him for a second. With a smirk on my face I take his arm. We start to walk to my class.
By the time we are at my classroom I am holding onto his arm for support because I am laughing so hard. We were telling each other about ourselves and then telling weird childhood stories and it was just all to funny. We talk as if we have known each other for years.
"I have sure learned a lot about you America," Mickael says
"I hope we can talk again soon," he adds
"We will be seeing each other in edict class after lunch right," I ask
"Right," he says, "I cant wait."
"Until we meet again," he says with a bow that makes me laugh. Then he kisses my hand and leaves.
I stare after him. After about a minute just staring at his long gone figure I return back to Earth and head inside the classroom.
In there Marlee and Katy are waiting for me.
Apparently they had seen the little goodbye ceremony with Mickael outside because when a take a seat the first thing Marlee asked was, "Who was that."
I smile at the thought of him.
"America. Who was that," she asks again with a stricter tone. Katy just looks at me waiting for my answer.
"Mickael," I answer calmly like hanging out with the twin brother of a girl who hates me, happens all the time.
They both gock at me. Then Marlee says, "Mickael Newsome."
"Yes," I say calmly again
"And what did he want," Marlee asks in a suspicious tone.
I know she was just trying to protect me but god did she really think that I couldn't talk to anyone but the pack.
"He was just helping me," I answered, "god, I thought everyone thought he was a nice kid."
"We do. I just...I don't know. I just wanted to know what you were doing," Marlee said
She was really starting to piss me off and I didn't know why but I think Katy felt it because she said, " Maybe its a good thing that America has made some more friend."
"As long as you don't go replacing us," she adds jokingly
We all laugh and drop the topic.
Classical music went by fast and not much happened. I just talked to Marlee and Katy mostly.
My next class was performance prep and that class went by really quick too.
After performance prep came lunch. Thinking of lunch, made only one thought come to mind: Would I see Maxon. All through my classes I was having so much fun that I forgot about Maxon but now that I was about to walk into the dining room all my worries came flooding back to me.
As I walked in with Kriss and Theo we headed straight to the food line so I couldn't see are table yet. After we got our food and were headed toward the table in the back and my heart was pounding so hard I thought the hole dining room could hear it.
"America are you ok," Kriss asked
"Yay, Im fine. Why do you ask," I ask
"Your hands are shaking," she says
I look down at my hands and found them indeed shaking. Through all the nervousness I didn't even know my hands were violently shaking.
I tried to calm my hands down as a told Kriss, " I'm fine just a bit excited I guess."
When the truth was: I was no where near being excited.
As we approached the table I had one thought in my mind. Would I see him.
Then another thought came to mind. Do I want to see him again. I knew my answer straight away. Yes of corse I wanted to see him but I want to see him and talk to him as I did before I kneed him. Does he fell the same way?
I guess I would have to face Maxon at some point. Why not get it over with.
I didn't look up at the table until I had to am when I did I saw...
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