~Chapter 3~

A week had passed since school had started in Laguna Del Carbon High. Everything was normal. The seniors taunted freshmen. The mall was flooded with populars. The football tryouts were held. Everything was going very smoothly. Until, one day, Brent was called to the office. He sat in the waiting room for no less than 15 minutes, wondering what in the world he could have done to get him sent there. You see, Brent wasn’t exactly the ‘bad-boy’ type. He generally respected teachers, was quite shocked to hear his name on the intercom. But, nevertheless, he waited all the same.

“Brent, Mr. Davis is ready to see you now,” announced the counselor. She was a plump, good-natured lady of about 70 years. Her makeup was extremely overdone, and she wore fluffy things that looked like they were made by kindergarteners, but the students respected her all the same.

As he entered the office, Brent noticed something unusual. Mr. Davis didn’t have his signature scowl etched into his face. He, in fact, looked almost apologetic. As you can imagine, this disturbed him immensely, but he sat down into the overstuffed armchair anyways.

“Ah, Callahan. Lovely to see you. Would you care for something to drink?”
Brent shrugged, still unsure of what to expect from this man. He watched as Mr. Davis poured some water into the glass and handed it to him. Upon seeing that Brent didn’t pick up the glass, the principal started,

“Well, Brent, I’m guessing you want to know why you’re here today.”

He nodded ferociously, finally picking up his water and giving it a sip.

“It’s come to my attention that your grades are below average. Quite frankly, the counselor and I have decided that, from this day forward, you need a tutor to help you with your work.”

Just as quickly as the water was swallowed, it came back up, spraying onto the desk in front of him. Brent looked as if he had just been told he was going to be sent to the Moon to live forever. Mr. Davis seemed to ignore this, and continued,

“Not to worry, not to worry. We’ll be asking one of your fellow students to help you. I don’t know whether you know a Miss Alyssa Bauman? No? Well this will be the perfect time to get to know each other. Alyssa, will you come in please?”

A few seconds passed, before a rather confident looking girl entered the room. She wasn’t fat, nor was she skinny. Her brown hair shone like copper…Brent thought she looked vaguely familiar, and judging be her momentary look of shock, she thought the same. The principal continued to introduce them, and give Brent his new and improved schedule for the year. The whole time, the jock couldn’t keep his eyes off Alyssa. Why hadn’t he noticed her before? Her eyes, her smile, they were just so enticing…

Alyssa apparently noticed the constant starring, to which she shot back and evil glare that was as deadly as a radioactive vat of arsenic. Quickly, he turned away, but he still couldn’t get her smile out of his head. It was teasing him, taunting him. By the time they left the office, Brent knew that this was definitely going to be an interesting year.

Just a thought...

I had an interesting experience today. It really made me think about something- how our personalities warp our decisions.

It was something very simple. Both my friend and I went to Aeropostale. We both looked at the same clothes, in the same shop, with the same music playing. Afterwards, we looked at what we had bought.

Arlo had bought a Giraffe shirt, that was white, with spots, and a black giraffe on it.

Now here's the catch- I had bought the same shirt, but it had a tiger on it.

Now I was wondering- was this chance? With similar tastes, why didn't we both buy the same shirt? Well, I've come to the conclusion that our animals almost...described us.

Giraffes are mostly gentle. They don't usually attack, and they're vegitarians.

But Tigers are very proud, and aggressive, and are easily offended. They don't like to have their paths crossed.

Yeah- I see why I bought the Tiger shirt.

G'night!
~Kajsa

Sitting in Wait

I, am sitting here in English class. Don't worry, I've finished my work! This is what I do in my free time. Anyways.

Do you ever find yourself sitting in wait, wanting something interesting to happen? Well, try taking this point of view; when you're sitting, waiting, what is happening around you? In my case, to my right is Lauryn, who is going through the 'Odd News' and laughing at some teenager who was arrested for rapping in Mc Donalds. Yes, hilarious, I know.

To my right, however, is someone who is oddly quiet. Evan is actually reading! Odd, I know. Usually he can't seem to close his mouth, but now he seriously seems to be enthralled by his book. "It's about baseball," he says, only lifting his head long enough to give a short reply, and then is sucked back to his reading. Or at least, he was reading, until Corey pulled him away to show him some article about Call of Duty.

Behind me, is Joyce, who is going around the room asking for someone to please tell her the story of Goldilocks. You see, she's going to re-write it for a fractured fairytale. You have to have the full fairytale in order to fracture it, you know.

My teacher, Ms. Villano, seems peacefully unaware that I am wrecking havoc. Muahaha! Oh alright, I'm not wreaking havoc, I was just saying that. No, I think Ms. Villano is grading papers, or something, because she's being very quiet as well. Come to think of it, most of the room is quiet. This is not normal.

Oh no, now we only have 5 minutes left. That explains why I'm starving! I have to shut down my computer now....So I'm going to stop my ranting!!

Au Revoir,
~Kajsa

Robyn's Portrait!

This is Robyn's portrait!

Comments are LOVED!!

~Kajsa

Maryclaire's Portrait!

My friend, Maryclaire, had asked me to do a portrait of her. I think it turned out pretty cool, so I thought I'd share it with ya'll.

Comments are welcome!

~Kajsa