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JPOV
'I'll be sure to save a seat for you'? What the hell was I thinking? This isn't the third grade. Lord knows that if this was the third grade, I wouldn't be trying nearly this hard.
I continued down the hall toward English Lit. I didn't know what I would do when I got there. Would I actually save her a seat? Did I have to now that I had offered? I guess I did, but maybe she had thought that I was joking. After all, who actually offers to save someone a seat at our age.
Apparently you do, you idiot.
I suppose I should be asking myself if I wanted her to sit next to me.
Yes.
Okay, now the question was where I wanted us to be sitting. I was the new kid, so I didn't want to be up front. That smelled of 'teacher's pet'. I didn't want to be in the back and be labeled as a trouble maker. That left somewhere in the middle. I didn't want to be in the center because there would be too many distractions. Too many people wanting to talk to me, you know, get my story. Too many people wanting to talk to her. I guessed that far side from the door, somewhere in the middle would be as good a place as any.
When I reached to door to 218 I was thankful that the desks were divided into Three even rows of five. Double desks. Double desks would make this so much simpler. There were only three other people in the room so far. That was also good. That meant that I could choose pretty much any place I wanted. I started to head straight for the place that I had picked when one of the girls already sitting up front stepped in front of me.
"Hi, I'm Jessica. You're new, right?"
"Um, yes, I am New, but my family and friends call me Jasper."
"What?"
"Never mind. Hello, Jessica, it is very nice to meet you. You a part of the welcome committee?"
"Oh, no. But I couldn't help noticing the look on your face. You seemed a bit lonely..."
Oh, goody. I could already tell that she was one of those girls. I had no interest in one of those girls. Petite brunettes on the other hand...
"Well, that's very considerate of you, but I think I'll be taking my seat now."
"But—"
"Excuse me."
I stepped around Jessica and headed for the middle of the last row. It sat next to a bank of windows, which was nice. The classrooms I infiltrated in Texas were all cement block boxes. It was nice to be in a room that at least pretended to be open and friendly.
I sat down in the third row and placed my book bag on the partner's side. This was perfect. She could decide to sit with me, and then I would have her all to myself. Or she would ignore me and nobody else would take that seat, and I could left alone with my thoughts and my plans.
Except for the fact that nothing is perfect in life. You see, I had forgotten to take into account the actual welcome committee assigned to me. And the welcome committee seemed to have no sense of boundaries or social cues of annoyance. That or he decided to just ignore them because the first thing he did when he spotted me was march right over to where I was sitting to introduce himself.
"You Jasper?"
"...Yes."
"Awesome."
I only say that he had no sense of boundaries or social cues of annoyance because even though my books were there and I had been staring at the door for the last five minutes wondering where she was, he sat right down in that seat and made himself comfortable.
"My Name's Emmett. Emmett McCarty."
He seemed friendly enough, offering me his hand like he was, so I decided to give him a chance.
"Nice to meet you. Now, may I ask, why were you looking for me?"
"Well, you see, the guidance councilor, Mrs. Haybrook, asked me to show you around and look out for you. I was supposed to meet you at the office, but you took off running before I was able to get there. They told me to just look for you in class."
"Huh."
I decided that I liked Emmett. He had an easy manner and a big smile that was hard to come by. He seemed like the kind of guy that just got high on life, and it truly did sound like he had my interests at heart. Maybe the school did assign him to me, but it would be nice to have a friend...Even if he did take Alice's seat. Then again, maybe I wasn't quite out of luck yet. Just as the bell was going to ring, three girls and a guy walked in.
"Yo, Miss Mary Alice, be still my heart! Are you actually smiling for once?"
"Put a sock in it, Emmett."
"Bella, you wound me."
"Oh, please. As if that were possible. Hey, Jasper. Is he bugging you?"
"Only marginally."
"Hey!"
"Okay, let me introduce you to a couple of people. This is Angela."
"Hi, nice to meet you."
"This is my fi—boyfriend, Edward."
"Hey, man."
"And you already know Alice."
"Hello, Alice."
"Hi, Jasper."
We stared at each other probably a little longer that what is socially acceptable, but I honestly didn't care. When the teacher strolled in ready to start the lesson, Bella and Edward occupied the desk behind me and Emmett, and Alice and Angela sat in front of the two of us. It wasn't quite next to me, but it would have to do. Now I just had to get her attention some how.
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