Thread: A Different Turn to Make (Alvis and Malice)

Another year, another semester, another day. Except this year was a little different than her freshman year. One being that she was now a sophomoretenth grade. Another was that she was thirty pounds lighter than she had been in freshman year, having been eighty pounds lighter then than she had been in eighth grade. Yes. She was no longer that fat cow that a lot of so-called old friends used to call her or jokingly insinuate. Neither was she sickly thin. She had lost a total of a hundred and ten pounds in two years and that was because of a new diet and the fact she was an avid color guard member. A lot of practice, a lot of exercising, a lot of bending in places she never expected to bend, a lot of hard work. All in all, things were finally shaping up for her. Esther! Shutting her locker door, Esther turned and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Abby-love! This was the usual morning ritual for best friends, Esther Martin and Abby Sampson. The two girls embraced each other like they hadnt seen each other in a few months or a year, when in reality, it had only been yesterday they saw each other. Talk about melodramatic teens. Oh, I forgot to tell you. I transferred out of Honors English and guess who I have? Esther asked. Who? Oh my god, please say its Mr. Rooke. Myess. She grinned. Yes! Now we have the exact same schedule. Yes. Esther smiled and the girls celebrated like absolute dorks for half a minute before Mallory walked up on them. Did I miss something? We all have the same classes now! Abby cheered. Thats not something to be so excited about! Mallory jested. Yes it is. Why? Because I am now stuck with you two for an additional class? Esther and Abby both grinned and cheered in unison, Yes! Oh, so help meWhy do I love you two? Mallory groaned, rubbing her forehead. Because were effing annoying and too cute to boot. Esther grinned. Yes, thats the precise reason. Mallorys tone dripped with sarcasm but she couldnt help smiling either. She wasnt a totally sarcastic, miserable bitch. It was always with her two best friends, Abby and Mallory Joyner, that Esther could feel like herself. And it was why she was so excited that they had classes together because maybe this year she wouldnt be a total mouse. Freshman year, the three of them only had the same lunch. She doubted Abby kept a cork on her lid during class since she was far too outspoken for that, just as she doubted that Mallory didnt make some kind of snide remark because she was a sarcastic bitch, which was half the reason she was so loved. Esther on the other hand retreated into herself when she didnt know anyone, turning into a shy mouse that only talked if called upon or if she volunteered. Plus, Freshman year had been scary as it is it was high school. Bigger fish. It wasnt expected to have the exact same schedule but it was a genius stroke of luck. The only reason she transferred out of Honors English was because she didnt like the teacher. She was what youd call a bitch and made it clear she wasnt there to help anyone. So then what was she doing there? Getting her paycheck? BitchSo Esther transferred out and got placed into Mr. Rookes class. From what she heard, he was popular and actually nice. Sort of. Every teacher had their charms just as they had their vices. She wondered if when these people went to school for teaching, they were secretly plotting out all the ways to make their students miserable for their own enjoyment. Perhaps it was some kind of comeuppance after the years of several essays, reading and other grievances to become qualified to teach. She could understand. Maybe one day shed understand better when she stood in their place as a teacher herself. The bell finally rang, signaling students to get to their first period class now. Esther walked with her girls, all of them heading to the same destination Mr. Rookes Sophomore English class. They took their seats, the three of them in a corner of their own so they werent separated and scattered about the class. What happened with you and Chad? Abby asked. But just then, the final bell rang, signaling the end of traveling to classes and the commencement of it. Which meant Mr. Rooke took the floor. Ill tell you later. Esther whispered. They all turned in to pay attention and Esther smiled gently as he reintroduced himself since she was technically a transfer in. The arrival of a second person had the curiosity of everyone in the class, all of whom went dead silent at who that person was. He was infamous in the school. Almost every girl had a crush on him whether they knew it or not but also feared him. And almost every guy had some beef with him but were otherwise too terrified to really try anything. Harrison Trenton dripped with danger and charm, but the danger was more prevalent than anything else. It didnt matter how handsome he was. Esther even almost slid in her chair, she was suddenly afraid of the presence. Abby leaned in her seat, curious. And Mallory just stared blatantly at him. Everyone knew who he was. Everyone across the district at the other high school knew who Harrison Trenton was. Hell, even her mom knew who he was and always said Hes a spitfire little fucker. The day you tell him that, is the day you get a raise in your allowance. Perhaps since he was the TA in Mr. Rookes class, she might get that chance. If she lived to tell the tale, of course. Though shed wager that Abby or Mallory would beat her to it. They were more outgoing. Esther was just coming into herself.