York and Mori

After walking out of class and Mori disappearing suddenly without a word, he made his way down the hall to his last class before lunch. He was thankful and yet regretful about lunch coming. He had no clue who anyone was in this school and Mori had lunch right after him so he wouldn’t be able to sit with her.

He debated whether or not to go eat lunch alone in the library as he entered the class. This class was ten times as large as the four other classes he had were small and everyone behaved properly. There were things flying across the room and people talking over the other person. Everyone was doing something, and as York made his way over to a empty desk, he had to duck as a book and a huge wad of paper sailed over his head.

Sitting down and checking the time, he waiting patiently and silently for their teacher to come and settling the class down. But after the bell rang, there was still no teacher and the class was getting even more crazy than it had when he had first come in. Seeing movement in the corner of his eye, he looked to his right to see the door opening and a short man walk in.

The man’s hair was grey and sticking in every direction giving a strange resemblance to Einstein. Shrugging at the strange resemblance, he realized that the class had suddenly quieted down and you would hear a pin drop from the sudden silence. The man began to speak on the Declaration of Independence and that time, York actually paid attention.

He actually liked history and their teacher actually made the class interesting. He knew how to draw the class in to what he was saying and York understood why the class had suddenly came to order when he had walked in. After taking a full two pages of notes filled with doodles, the class ended and he got up following the students out and back into the hallway.

Making his way to his locker and twisting the key in the lock, he ripped out two pages from his drawing notebook. The first one was of a drawing Zane and he had done. Smiling as he tacked it up with a random magnet that was left in the locker, he remembered when they had drawn it. It had to have been at least one in the morning in Zane’s basement, they had randomly started talking and they had come up with it. After they had finished it, they both couldn’t stop laughing over it.

The second was of his favorite spot where they had lived before. When he had been younger, he had found a tiny little park that hardly anyone ever went to and fell in love with it the first time he had gone. It was at that place he had begun to start drawing and one of the first things he had tried to draw was a scene from the park. Then he began to understand his love for the place and went there as much as he could.

The drawing he was now hanging up in his locker was the one he had drawn the last time he had been to the park before moving. That night after all the trucks had been packed with his family’s belongings, he had snuck out and walked to the park. It had been dark but he knew the place like the back of his hand and drew anyway.

He usually didn’t like to brag but that had been one of the best drawings he had done of the park. It was almost perfect and when they left the next day he had sat in the back seat of the old family minivan and started at it as they drove away from their childhood home. When Mori had snatched the book out of his hands like she usually did whenever he had it out, she started to rave about it wanting it for herself.

Smiling as he put it up also, he then grabbed the next books he would need and the slammed the locker closed walking down the hallway trying to find where the lunch room was. Finding it easily he walked in and saw the perfect room. It was a large white room with one large window taking up the wall opposite from the door. There were chandeliers that matched the ones in the lobby hanging from the ceiling.

There were nice large round tables in filled in the middle of the room with expensive looking chairs surrounding them. People filled the whole room, making it look tiny considering how the room would have looked empty. Walking to the food line, York pulled his wallet out of his pocket and slowly moved down the line.

When he finally got through the line, he paid and was making his way to the doors to get out of the noisy room he saw that there were three people in his way. Then looking up he saw it was Charming and his little gang of dorks.

“You’re in my way.” York said trying to walk by but one of the goons got in his way and he sighed looking back to their leader. “Could you call off your dogs, I’m trying to get by.”

“Eric,” Charming said as the boy rolled his eyes and moved out of his way after a second of glaring.

“Good boy, make sure you get a treat from your master after I leave.” He pushed past them again and Charming grabbed his shirt. York sighed as he sung out of his grip and spun towards Charming sticking his foot out to knock his feet from under him. “Ooh I’m sorry, I forgot to mention that I have pretty good reflexes and I use them when I need to get away from idiots.”

With that, leaving Charming gaping at him as he left, he made his way to the doors and down the hall. He had passed the library a few times so he knew where he was going. Walking in the room, he sighed in relief as he saw some more people eating in there too. So now he knew where he could escape to since he didn’t want to be in the lunch room with the prince and princesses.

As he walked, he saw the blonde girl again, but this time snuggled up in a chair with her nose stuck in her book she was holding. There was a table next to the dark chair she was sitting in that had a untouched tray of food on it. He smiled as he looked away and made his way farther down the aisle to find somewhere to sit in peace.