Beautiful Disaster.

Chapter 2.

“Hellooo…people.” Mr. Burrow looked at them through eyes slitted so small they almost disappeared completely. “The last period for today is …class-family time. Since it’s your first day here we’re doing club choices. I’m going to write out the clubs on the board and give short descriptions after I’m done. During which you will be absolutely silent and unmoving. Then you’ll have to choose one. Got it?”

The class nodded silently.

“Good. Now first, our most popular is our dance club. Then our polo club, music club, drama and debate, ice hockey club. These are the top five favorites. Most of the cohort enter these clubs. Then the photography club, the art club, figure skating club, horse racing club, swimming, water sports –which include diving, sailing, wakeboarding, surfing, – and rock climbing………………”

Charles scribbled a note quickly ‘Jeez is he ever going to stop? Which club are you joining?’ and slipped it into Sequoia’s chair. She unfolded it and scanned through it before crushing it up and throwing it to the edge of the table.

Charles was a guy who was never rejected before, and it intrigued him. When Mr. Burrows asked the class for their choices, she raised her hand, and he did too. She noticed, of course, and put her hand down immediately. He followed suit. Whenever she raised her hand, he copied her. Finally Mr. Burrows sent them out to ‘work out their own affairs’. In the silent corridor, she finally spoke to him.

“What is your problem?? You don’t have any sense of identity, so you’re miserable, but why must you make me miserable too? All I want to do is dance…but my partner left for singles last month.”

“I’ll be your partner then! I can do ballroom, foxtrot, salsa, and a whole lot of others.”

“Hmm. Ballet?”

“Uh…”

“On ice?”

“Uhh…I can learn…”

“Please. I’ve been doing it since I was three. I doubt you’ll ever be able to match my standard. Ok…since you’re so desperate. If in one month you can pull off a whole routine…with a shop dummy as a partner…then I’ll consider. But until then, I’m joining the ice skating club and you…the dance.”

“No. It’s only fair if I get to join the ice skating club too…and you’ll have to join the dance club.”

“Hello. Slight reminder. You’re the one asking me for something…why should I do what you want. But since I’m nice…you can join the ice skating club…but under the hockey team. I take it you know how?”

“Pretty much…I’m sure I’ll manage.”

“Humph. Don’t hurt yourself?”

“What do you mean, don’t hurt –”

“Are you two lovebirds done? The period is almost over.”

“Yes, sir. Definitely. I’m soo sorry…please forgive me…Mr. Almighty Professor…”

“Hmm…alright then, Sehkuoiuahh. You may go back in. as for you Mr. Ducharme…detention.”

“WHAT??! But…but…she…I…she…”

“Do you want to make that two days of detention? Just because your dad is the dean doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want and get away with it!”

“No sir…no…I’m sorry. I’ll do the detention I’m sorry.”

“Now get back in there. Rich brat.”

6:19 AM