A social experiment? That's what our teacher wants. He wants us to pair up with another student in our class and invite them to spend a week with us in our homes. He said it would help seeing how others react when they aren't in the persons' normal environment.
I'm not sure how interact with my classmates let alone tell one they have to stay at my house. Even more so, how would they deal with my obnoxious brothers. Not to mention my parents, who expect me to do everything right. You could say I was a goody two shoes, but what's wrong with that? But if another kid saw the way they treat me, I'd be the laughing stock of the whole school.
On the other hand, I couldn't let that affect my grade. I didn't miss a single day of school since Elementary and Middle school to fail just because of a little embarrassment. It wasn't worth it.
Something broke through my thoughts on the way to school. As the bus turned the corner, every kid on it jeered next to the window for a sight to see. What made it even more satisfying, was that one of the school bullies, Bobby Travers, was freaking out over his car that was charred to a crisp. A cop was talking to his parents as Bobby was staring at his car's remains. But what caught my eye was his girlfriend comforting him. I continued to stare at her until the bus turned the corner.
I know she would never even think of me the way I think of her, but what would a girl like Rebecca Daniels be doing with a guy like him.
As the bus came to a stop, it helped that I was sitting in the first seat because I saw my partner, heading into the building. I immediately ran off the bus to catch up with her. I took notice to her not having any shoes on.
"Hey, Hope. I see you didn't wear shoes again today. Going for a hippie look?", I joked. She didn't seem to think it funny. The faster she walked didn't bother me. I was tall, thanks to my long legs. "Listen, I know you said no, but I'm not failing this class just because you're stubborn. How about I come over to your house, and we can start the week there?"
She snorted. "Yeah, um, no. I told you before why I'm not doing it", she said, slowing down.
"Yeah, I get it, your personal life could be a lot better-", she finally stopped to look at me.
"What did you say!?", she shrieked. Gosh, I never saw her so mad before.
"But since that's not an option, let's just do it at my house. Okay?"
Before anything else could be said, she grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me close to her.
"Look, Bookworm, let's say we do the assignment. We will both fail", said Hope. She roughly let me go, causing me to stagger a bit. She seemed to relax more. "Your family won't like me. I won't fit in. We'd fail the first five minutes I walk right through your front door, Wyatt. I come from a family that wasn't very close. I don't know how to be a part of one that is. And no stupid class is going to change that." Without another word, she stormed off into the next room.
I don't care what she says. I AM NOT going to fail. I just have to think of something. I did actually ask the teacher if I could switch partners. He said my next choice was Lloyd Sanders. I'd rather take the basket case over the future most wanted any day.
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