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C h a n g e chap. 1 ; pt.
4
A
confused expression infected the new boys face as he looked up and
noticed me cheerfully beside him. From closer up it was easier to
notice he had skin just slightly darker than mine, as well as his
hair. His eyes were sea blue, and his arms were even more muscular
than Drew’s. “Uh, hi. I’m Ben.” As Ben neared the
end of his introduction a grin masked his confusion. After an
uncomfortable moment of my silence, he continued. “And you
are?” “Oh, sorry. I’m Elizabeth. I saw
you earlier today, and I’ve been dying to meet you because I
have a friend that looks sort of like you.” I immediately
regretted the words I just spoke and covered it up. “Oh wow,
that sounded sort of creepy.” “It’s fine, it’s good to
finally have someone I can talk to here.” Ben reassured as he flipped
his reddish brown hair to the side. “I’ve pretty much
been in silence all day.” “I know the feeling.” I vaguely
responded back to him, as our teacher rose from his desk and began
class. It was
an hour later when geometry ended. Throughout the period, I noticed
that Ben was immensely gifted at math. After class I offered to
escort him to his locker to keep him company. Because his locker
was on the opposite side of the school from my own, we decided it
would be best if we simply exchanged cell phone numbers and go our
separate ways. I greeted Scarlett when I reached my locker. We
conversed about the days activities. By the time we had both packed
our bags, we had decided to have a sleepover. Scarlett only lived
three floors below me, so last minute plans, such as these, were
very common for us. The whole taxi ride home, we entertained the
driver with our gossip of all the new students in our school that
arrived for second semester. By the time Ben came up in
conversation, we were at Beatrice Towers. Snow descended from the
sky, and I could see it coating my purple coat, and
Scarlett’s white fleece jacket. Our conversation was
interrupted by the complaints that we had to make about the arctic
weather. Snow was bolting at us so swiftly that even though I was
in flats, and Scarlett in heels, we sprinted towards the
building.
