Thursday, September 18, 2008
Chapter 5.
One lunch, Sequoia was deep in thought about her clique.
Danielle Lise Bronchetti, her fellow ice-skater.
Elton Logan Cormier, her boyfriend on the ice hockey team.
Raymond Joseph Cormier, Elton’s twin brother and on the polo team.
Haley Blaire Weaver, Raymond’s girlfriend and star of the music club.
Along with Charles and her, the couple of the skating team, the seven made up half of the class.
The ‘stuck up rich brats’. They were pretty stuck up, except her, but time influences people. She could be as stuck up as them at times. It was a quality gained from the time with them that she did not cherish.
The other half of the class naturally bonded together. They were all so…average. But extremely smart. There was Jessica Amelia Spears, who was on the drama team and forever competing with
Benjamin Royston and Joshua Patterson, both on the photography club who got some pretty nice pictures of her and her friends at the last school event.
Amanda Janine who was on the swim team.
Kyla Nadya Keifer, the school model. She was beautiful, she had at least five different races of people in her, but her modeling was for money and therefore not a very good thing.
Prescilla Giovanni related to the late opera singer Giovanni. Her family was pretty well to do, they used to live all over the world, and sometimes weird accents would appear when she was excited or agitated. Her voice was rich and mellow, a good backup for Haley.
And then there was
The fourteen of them made up the small top class of the Second Year in the
She was spacing out, thinking about all that when
“Jeez…I’m so bored. Look at Sequoia. She looks like my grandma remembering the ‘good old days’ when grandpa was still alive and she wore long frilly dresses. I mean I love her and all but stories get old after fifty-six times. And I counted.”
She waved her manicured hand in front of Sequoia’s face, bringing her back. “What did you do to her, Charles?” she said grinning. If it was one thing
In truth, nothing much happened. They held hands, kissed, went out, like any other couple. Charles was too much of a gentleman to want anything more, and honestly Sequoia was getting kinda bored. Fancy dinners at all kinds of expensive restaurants were nice, but it got old.
“Let’s go down to the science lab and see if there’re any leftover chemicals lying around……” Elton was a daredevil, and many of his ‘stunts’ resulted in the school getting a new classroom or apparatus, all paid for by his parents, of course. His father was a nuclear scientist and encouraged his ‘projects’. Usually the group tried to prevent these ‘stunts’, but that day they were so bored that they agreed and trooped down to the labs.
When they got there, they found an ongoing experiment covering the whole of the back table. There was a sign there that said ‘Do not touch. Project ongoing. Tampering will affect results.’
Of course, they ignored it.
It was very elaborate, everything carefully planned and positioned. Sequoia noticed a notebook and picked it up. The notes were messy and scrawled all over the pages, but she could see they were precise and accurate. An ‘organized mess’, as her mother called it. She glanced at the cover and saw that it was
No wonder at the state of his notes and this experiment. She thought as she examined the many beakers and test tubes that were arranged all around the table. She had been trying all year round to beat him at chemistry, but had always missed by a mark or two. The closest was when he got a ninety-eight and she got ninety-seven point five. The teacher simply refused to give her the half mark that would give her the satisfaction of being
She was trying to work out the details of the experiment when…PIANG! SMASH! BOOM! CLATTER! The apparatus fell, bringing down the whole experiment.
“WHAT DID YOU DO, ELTON?!!
“Who cares? He can always re-do the experiment.” Raymond snorted.
“Hello? He’s not as rich as us, and we need to pay every time we do experiments, and he had at least twenty expensive chemicals in there! Are you going to pay for him?” Sequoia retorted back.
“Why do you care about
“He’s still human, right? He’s still one of our classmates…and of a higher intellect than you, Charles. How can you be so mean?” She couldn’t believe them. They could be a little petty at times, but this was too much. That experiment was almost like a work of art…every detail carefully, laboriously worked out.
“If you care so much about him, why don’t you tell him yourself?” said Danielle. She pointed behind Sequoia and laughed. She spun around to see
“WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY EXPERIMENT?!! IT TOOK ME THREE
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“Well you didn’t exactly stop them, did you?” His words were so cold she almost shivered. She really hadn’t meant to do anything…just look. She was a scientist, like him. She always respected other’s opinions and experiments. She almost started to cry. He noticed her brimming eyes.