“What do you mean?"

 “You would have to be a complete Idiot to go there.”

 “Oh." We walked into the Biology Lab and found 2 seats next to each other. Class began and I didn’t notice that I had fallen asleep. "Hey, wake up." Spencer whispered sending a chill down my spine.

“Why?”

“Class started.” She giggled. I hated Biology or anything ending with “logy” i.e. geology, Biology, and Zoology. , even though I didn’t know what Zoology even meant. “Class we have a new student today. She moved here all the way from Utah.” The teacher said. I heard a few Oohs’ and awe’s. I thought to myself what is soo amazing about Utah?

“Can you tell us about you?” the teacher asked.

“Um I snowboard and race cars.” I sat back down and stared at the chalkboard in the front of the room. Spencer had put a note on my desk and I looked at her with a puzzling look. A look that said “what the hell is this?”  She mouthed the words it’s a note and I opened it.

The note read: So can we hang out later?

I wrote back to her: sure why not. Nothing else better to do while my car is in the shop.

She looked happy after she read it. She wrote back: Where should we go?

I whispered to her that we could go to my place and then to the arcade. Okay I’ll admit I like to play games. It’s my passion. I zoned out in biology and let Spencer do the assignment. “Holy shit is that Madison!” I whispered to her. “Yeah, how did you know her name?” She looked puzzled. Of all places Madison Duarte had to go here, of all other high schools in the area here. “I knew her a few years ago.”

“Oh my god, really?”

“Yeah, we were friends until 8^th grade.”

“Ms. Reynolds please stop talking!” the teacher said.

“Sorry, it won’t happen again.” I turned back to Spencer and told her about me and Madison. The bell rang for the end of the period. We walked around and met up with Ashley and Aiden. “Everybody meet Tory.”

“Hi.”  I looked at my schedule and my next class was tryouts for softball. I was a pretty good softball player except I hadn’t played in 3 years because I tore my ACL. I looked at the clock noticing that I had 4 minutes to find the gym. “Hey, can any of you guys tell me where the gym is?”

 “Sure.” They all said in unison.

“All of you guys have to go to the gym next?”

 “Yeah I’m trying out for softball and Aiden has basketball and Spencer does cheerleading.” Ashley said with a huge smile. We set out into the legal torture the government called High School, great, but I had people to follow me into the madness of people.