Hush Girl, Oh Hush Girl

“Maybe lots of people do and that’s why they can’t trust you.”

“I guess. Which is sort of ridiculous because I’ve never even been late to class before. But I guess I could see their point if more teachers did the same.”

“I don’t know, it’s probably easy to sneak out.”

“Maybe. I’ve never tried. Still, it’s ridiculous.”

That really happened? Gosh, what teacher?

English teacher. I’m pretty sure he just lives for being difficult.

Well, that was the longest nine hours of my life. Here I am!

Nine hours? On a plane? Sounds awful.

Cher Seigneur!

Looks like were lab partners

I don’t think so? I’m Mitch.

“Just cause we’re roommates doesn’t man I‘m going to ask you about whatever rubbish you consider weird.”

“...O...kay? Sorry?”

Why did you have to switch rooms?  Yeah I don’t think taking us camping for the summer was a good idea.

Well, I don’t exactly look like I should be in a boy’s dorm, do I? That whole trip was like some kind of weird movie. It almost didn’t feel real.

Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever actually had a school year that didn’t start out weird.

I think the only year I had that wasn’t weird was freshman year. Which is kinda weird, too.

Why?

I switched rooms and had to get my schedule adjusted. They were supposed to take care of it earlier, but the whole ‘attacked by pixies’ thing over the summer apparently set them back.