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I was now in flight or fight mode. I waited nervously for the person to show himself. There was a halt. Everywhere was silent now. The person had stopped singing.A moment later the voice continued to sing but it wasn't heading in my direction anymore. It was retreating. I let out a relieved sigh. It was as though my silent prayers had been answered.I walked to the place I had kept my crox on the ground. I quickly slipped it on putting my flashlight in my deep pocket. I began to walk around letting the bright moonlight up my path. I checked my wristwatch only to see that it was a quarter past one. Wow, I still had a long night ahead.

"No," this time I looked Cameron in the eye.He stared at me for a while, probably contemplating the rejection. A look of hurt flashed across his face but went as soon as it came."Okay," he looked at me a slight tick in his jaw. I could tell he wasn't happy but what can I do, say yes? He clenched and unclenched his fist beneath the table. Well, I can't say yes cause I don't want to go with anyone and I definitely don't want to go with him out of pity."I'll see you during our tutoring session," he said giving me a curt nod as he stood up from our table and left."What did I miss?" Blythe says as she takes a seat between Katana and Geneva handing them their trays of food.

Three months had passed since I started attending Wheaton S.T.E.M Academy and I still hate it. I hate talking to the people here, I hate it when they stare and ask stupid questions. I just hate people and I don't think I'll ever get used to being around them.I also haven't been going for my classes though and I've been sleeping in the trees more often than not but not the one Geneva found me in. I still have tutoring sessions with Cameron but I always leave before he can thank me or do something foolish.My end of semester exams are approaching but that is the least of my problems."So what is your problem?" I ask myself."Well, there's a school dance coming up and I don't want to go for it?"&n

After unfolding our papers, we each arrange a seat for ourselves and our students in different parts of the classroom.I chose a seat at the farthest end of the classroom and sat with my back facing the class. Some of the students had already started coming in and were about to begin their session.I looked at my watch. Twenty minutes had gone by and still, my student hadn't arrived. Already agitated I decide to leave. I'm about to grab my things on the floor beside me when I hear a voice"I'm so sorry I'm late it's just that I had basketball practice," he says rather out of breath. He must have hurried to get here.I sat up straight and looked at the student seating in front of me. It was him, the boy I met at the library earlier to

"What?" I say with my mouth hanging open."I know right, calculus BC is insane," Geneva says with a sad look on her face.We both walk into the classroom but none of the other students pays any attention to us."This is insane," I say to myself but Geneva hears me."I know right," she says with a pout.Apparently, there are three other boys all huddled up around a desk. They're very focused on whatever it is they're doing that they don't notice Geneva walk up to them."So, have you guys found a solution to this shitty assignment," she says as she plops down in a chair and looks at a textbook.

"Let's begin this chapter shall we?".........Grasping the straps of my backpack, I walked into the building oozing as much confidence as I could. Since I always kept a straight face and never really showed any emotion no one could tell how nervous I was. On the inside, I was a wreck. For the first time in my life, I felt...intimidated. Taking a deep breath I keep on walking until I reach the hallway where all the students had their lockers.I had about five minutes left before my first class would start. My eyes moved from one locker to the next as I searched for the one that had my alphanumeric ID.I looked at my laminated schedule. It had my locker ID on it.