Writing Prompt:
State the Situation: Geometry class, sophomore year
Adults: Mrs. Acker, the teacher, desperately trying to teach a class of fifteen and sixteen year-olds how to measure triangles and rhombuses. Passing out tickets for those of us who completed our homework.
Describing the setting: New, classroom, cold desks, cold room, buzzing with teen spirit, in the new basement, bright sun outside, spring
Who is there: Me, working on classwork but desperately needing help. Ben, sleeping through class till I ask him for help. Mike, the class flirt, boys hate him, girls love him, the smart kid. Merrin, the other women, always a diligent worker.
A close up of myself: I am Fifteen, trying to attract as much attention as possible. Usually had boyfriends. lots of friends.
Sate a law, rule, or expectation: Ben slept through class and had no interest in me, math or anyone in that class. (or so i thought)
What happened:
Day after day, we came to class with our homework mostly done. Mrs. Acker would put the answers up on the overhead project and we would all right down the ones we had skipped from the night before. My main focus was always talking to people, I was a social butterfly. I cant remember who I sat by so it must not have been a boy; you know how it is to be sixteen.
Many of my friends were in that class. In front of me sat Mike, a tall dark boy who hung with the girls. We liked him because he was hot, he liked us because we would flirt with him. Secretly we all wondered if her was gay, but only the boys said that out loud. At the table to my left was a blond boy. I had seen him around our small high school but we had never spoken before. He was tall and thin with bright blue eyes that we rarely saw because he was always passed out on his desk. I became jealous of him. How could he sit there and doze off while I worked hard to get good grades? It wasnt fair.
During work time we sat in groups where gossip always trumped geometry. How we got anything done is beyond me...
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