Shadow
Akin to a Fool
Cedric grinned back at Valentina as she took the seat he had motioned to. "Hey girl. What's up?" He asked, feeling his earlier tension fade now that he had someone to talk to. "You aren't usually late. Did you stay at the party too long last night?" He asked, a teasing smirk on his face. He picked up his pencil again, pretending to write when the teacher glanced in his direction. He looked up when the teacher's gaze moved on and started spinning the pencil around his fingers. Part of him wanted to ask Val's opinion on how he should avoid his father when he got home, but he didn't want to bother her. They had been close friends since middle school, but he never really told anyone much about his father. Besides, she had enough trouble with her own home life.
He stretched his leg out into the aisle. While it did bother him when other people did it, this class seemed like it was going to drag on for a while, so he might as well keep his legs from cramping under the short desk. He watched a couple more late comers take their seats, smirking slightly at the way the teacher glared at them, but kept talking anyway. There seemed to be no way to stop a teacher once they got on a roll. His father should become a teacher; the man would keep talking through a hurricane, Cedric was sure.
He stretched his leg out into the aisle. While it did bother him when other people did it, this class seemed like it was going to drag on for a while, so he might as well keep his legs from cramping under the short desk. He watched a couple more late comers take their seats, smirking slightly at the way the teacher glared at them, but kept talking anyway. There seemed to be no way to stop a teacher once they got on a roll. His father should become a teacher; the man would keep talking through a hurricane, Cedric was sure.
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Ezra frowned half-heartedly. "I don't want to go to school today." He protested, squinting up at his father through the sunlight that was streaming through his window. "Well, unfortunately for you, you don't have much of a choice." His father said, smacking his feet until he finally got out of bed. Ezra grumbled wordlessly as he dad left his room. He had been up way too late last night trying to get his younger sister Tia to sleep after she had a nightmare. That had been another reason why he hadn't gone to the party that someone was throwing to introduce the West and East siders before school started. In all honesty, he wasn't sorry to miss it since parties weren't really his thing. Especially not rowdy parties full of drugs and drug dealers. His idea of the West siders was probably a bit narrow-minded, but until they proved him wrong, he wasn't inclined to change his mind.
Ezra took a quick shower and got dressed before going downstairs. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a muffin before giving Tia a quick kiss on the head. He waved to his father, then hurried outside with his mouth full of food. He got in his Mustang and spared quick glance towards the clock which showed that he was probably going to miss his first class, so he drove at a somewhat reasonable speed. As much as he loved hearing his Mustang's engine roar, he didn't need to get a speeding ticket on his first day of school.
He parked quickly and made it inside just as the warning bell rang for his second class. He half-ran through the hall, giving people an apologetic grin as he brushed past them. He slipped through the door behind another girl who was late. "Sorry, traffic." He told the teacher, echoing the excuse the girl had used. He took a seat near the back of the class and opened his science notebook. Math wasn't his least favorite class, but that didn't mean he planned on paying attention.
Ezra took a quick shower and got dressed before going downstairs. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a muffin before giving Tia a quick kiss on the head. He waved to his father, then hurried outside with his mouth full of food. He got in his Mustang and spared quick glance towards the clock which showed that he was probably going to miss his first class, so he drove at a somewhat reasonable speed. As much as he loved hearing his Mustang's engine roar, he didn't need to get a speeding ticket on his first day of school.
He parked quickly and made it inside just as the warning bell rang for his second class. He half-ran through the hall, giving people an apologetic grin as he brushed past them. He slipped through the door behind another girl who was late. "Sorry, traffic." He told the teacher, echoing the excuse the girl had used. He took a seat near the back of the class and opened his science notebook. Math wasn't his least favorite class, but that didn't mean he planned on paying attention.