Chapter 2- The First Day of School
Author's Note- Hey everyone! So, since my reviewers wanted me to just do the first day of school; that's what I've decided to do. Thank you to the people who reviewed! You guys are awesome, you made my day! Anyways this is Jim and Pam's first day of kindergarten…so cute. Enjoy!
It was a breezy September morning and for all the kids in Scranton, it was the first day of school. The leaves danced along the grass as the wind blew them around. Inside the Halpert household, people were busily getting prepared for school and work. "Jim, Pete wake up. It's your first day," Mrs. Halpert said. Pete groaned, as a seven-year- old, he was not looking forward to returning to school. Jim breathed softly, the younger boy was still sleeping. Mrs. Halpert walked over to him, and sat down on the side of his bed. She gently caressed his cheek, "Jim, honey, it's time for your first day of school. You don't want to make Pam wait, do you?" she asked.
At this he arose from his sleep, "Pam's here, now?" Jim asked. He rubbed his tired eyes and sat up, his light brown hair sticking up in tufts. Pam and Jim had become increasingly close over the last two weeks. Ever since the barbecue they'd hung out almost every day, the two were inseparable.
"No, she's not here yet. But she'll be here at eight with her mom; we're going to walk to school with them. So, hurry up, I'm making pancakes," Mrs. Halpert said, and then she walked out of the room. Jim yawned and got out of bed. He walked over to his dresser and rummaged through his clothes. Jim pulled out a green t-shirt with a shark on the front and a pair of brown cargo shorts. He quickly changed his clothes, putting his shirt on backwards.
"Jim, your shirt's on backwards. You should fix that, you don't want to look dumb on the first day. If you are then the older kids will make fun of you and Pam," Pete said, as he ran a comb through his hair.
Jim looked down and saw that his t-shirt was indeed backwards. He took if off and put it back on the right way. "What older kids, Pete?" the little boy asked, curiously.
"You know the bigger ones. The bigger they are the meaner," Pete said, smiling. He was enjoying scaring Jim before his big day.
"Well, I'm not scared. I'll have Pam with me…and I'll protect us," Jim told Pete. He was a little nervous but he knew that with Pam by his side, he could do anything.
"Boys, breakfast time!" Mrs. Halpert called. The three boys walked into the kitchen and took their seats at the table. They ate their pancakes while Mrs. Halpert peppered them with questions.
"Mom, we've gone to school before. I'm going into fifth grade this year," Tom said, confidently.
"I know but Jim hasn't," their mom replied.
"He has Pam, he'll be fine," Tom said, while Jim nodded. Just then the doorbell rang, Jim raced to the door. He opened the door and greeted Pam and her mom, "Hi Pam, hi Mrs. Beesly. My mom will be here in a second," Jim said. He then picked up his backpack and put on a blue Gap hoodie. "Mom, Pam's here!" he yelled.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming," Mrs. Halpert said. She appeared with Tom and Pete following closely behind. "Hi Helene, sorry for the wait, I just had to get Tom and Pete ready. They're walking with the Smith twins from down the street." Mrs. Beesly nodded understanding. "Alright, everyone have their stuff?" she asked. All the kids nodded, "Okay, then let's go," Mrs. Halpert said.
The group left the house and Tom and Pete walked to their friends, then the parents walked behind Jim and Pam. "So, hi Jim," Pam said smiling.
"Hi Pam, are you excited? Because I'm really excited," Jim asked, grinning. Pam laughed, Jim had been talking non-stop about school and how they'd see each other every day for the past few days.
"Sort of. I'm a little nervous," Pam confessed, and slipped her hand into Jim's. He gladly accepted holding her hand with a smile. Whenever Pam felt nervous, it felt better to hold hands with Jim. When his slightly bigger hand was intertwined with hers, she felt calmer and stronger.
"It's okay. I have an idea, how 'bout whenever you get nervous just look at me?" Jim suggested. Pam looked at him, his hair was messy as usual and was blowing in the wind, his eyes sparkled in the light, and he was smiling his kind-hearted smile. This was an image she wanted to burn into her mind, so whenever she got scared or sad; she could look at Jim and remember that not everything is that bad.
"I like that idea," Pam replied, and gave his hand a quick squeeze.
"Kids we're here," the parents called out from behind them. The two turned to face the school in front of them.
"It's so big…like a castle," Jim said, staring in awe. Pam gulped, "It's okay, we won't get lost. I promise," Jim promised. He held his hand out for a high five and Pam returned it happily. Their moms took a picture of them in front of the school's big oak tree. Though Jim and Pam didn't know, they had also been taking pictures of the two walking hand in hand. Their parents walked them into the building, said their good byes and then departed. Their teacher Ms. Cunningham introduced herself and was now having the kids go around in a circle, saying their name and a talent of theirs. The circle had now reached Pam.
She nervously glanced at Jim, who was sitting beside her, he flashed her a thumbs-up. "My name is Pam and a talent of mine is drawing," she said.
"Very good, I look forward to seeing your drawings in class," Ms. Cunningham said. She motioned to Jim; it was now his turn.
"Hi, my name is Jim and my talent is… making faces," Jim informed the kids, he made what Pam called his 'weirded-out' face for the class. All the kids and Ms. Cunningham laughed. Jim just smiled at Pam.
"Very nice, Jim," Ms. Cunningham said, laughing. The rest of the morning continued smoothly and it was now lunch time. It was nice out, so the class got to eat outside. Jim and Pam grabbed their lunch boxes and sat under the oak tree they got their picture taken in front of.
"You were right Jim. This is really fun," Pam said, as she chewed on her sandwich.
"Yeah, I like Ms. Cunningham. She's nice," Jim replied, eating his apple. The crunchy leaves rustled across the ground.
Pam nodded, agreeing. "Listen to the leaves, they rustle," Pam said, smiling. Jim and Pam listened for a quick second, until Jim interrupted the silence.
"I have an idea for how we can listen to them better," Jim commented. He lied down, flat on his back with his arms outstretched and his chin pointed towards the sky. Pam followed him and they both lay in silence just listening to the leaves rustle. They looked at the sky and it seemed like the world was theirs. Jim's hand was just a centimeter away from Pam's; he slowly took her hand in his. Jim tilted his head sideways and gazed at Pam, who was also looking at him. The leaves tickled his ears; the moment was absolutely perfect for the two of them. Jim wanted to stay in this moment for the rest of his life with his best friend by his side.
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The school bell rang, it was time to leave. Jim and Pam had a great first day and couldn't wait 'till tomorrow to come back. The pair ran outside to their moms and hugged them. They quickly answered a few questions and then they began walking ahead. They knew there would be more questions coming later but right now they just wanted each other's company. "So, what was your favorite part of the day?" Pam asked, holding Jim's hand once again.
"Hearing the leaves," Jim replied, truthfully. He knew that would be a moment of his life he'd never forget.
"Mine too," Pam said, smiling at him. "I also liked when you made that funny face for the whole class," Pam continued, laughing at the memory.
"Yeah, that was funny. I like making faces though," Jim told her.
"I know. My mom says your faces are very expressive."
"She does? What does expressive mean?"
"I don't know. But she likes you, so I'm pretty sure it's good."
"Okay. Want to come over and play in the tree house for a little bit?" Jim asked.
"Sure, race you there," Pam replied. The two ran off into Jim's tree house, to begin another memory.
So what did you think? Please let me know. Was the end too cheesy? Was there not enough dialogue? These are the kind of things I'd really like to know in a review. Thanks again for the reviews I got last time. Please review!
