Dexy

The Bell has Rung

Setting: Thorn-Rose High, chemistry class + hallway that leads to other “Honors” classes
Time: Mid-morning
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The obnoxious school bell rings, signaling that it’s time to leave chemistry class.
Mr. Houston- “Alright, class. Please come up and hand your bio sheet to me, then proceed to your next class.” He adds the words: “Have a wonderful day.” with a devilish smirk.
Galaxy- She quickly stands, very hesitant.
Desire- He questions Galaxy’s hasty movements, and he wants to ask if she’s okay.
Galaxy- Galaxy rushes up to the front of the class, and sets her bio paper with the others. She does a hand motion to Desire, and then escapes the classroom.
Desire- He stands, and calmly struts to the front of the class to hand his notebook paper to Mr. Houston.
Galaxy- She waits in the hallway of “Honors” classes.
Desire- He says ‘Goodbye’ to Mr. Houston, and then Desire leaves the class.
Galaxy grabs Desire’s left hand; this movement makes Desire’s cheeks go red.
Galaxy- “Who are you?” She asks Desire.
Desire- “Um.. A nobody?” He responds.
Galaxy- She rolls her eyes. “You’re name?”
Desire- “Oh.” He says. °0(Thoughts- I’m retarded, aren’t I?) “My name is Desirenori, but please, call me Desire.”
Galaxy- “Okay then, Desire..” Galaxy mutters. “I’m Galaxy.”
Desire- Desire responds with: “Nice name.”, and then winks at Galaxy.
Galaxy- Her face goes a bright pink.
Desire looks at Galaxy for a moment, and then realizes she is just a tad bit taller than him. His cheeks go completely red.
Galaxy- She notices this, and asks: “You alright, Desire?”
Desire- He responds with the truth. “You’re taller than me..”
Galaxy- “Oh yeah? Hah! That’s nice.” She smiles, and stops being so jumpy.
Desire- He looks around. “What class do you have next?”
Galaxy- Her reply is; “I believe I have art class next.”
Desire- °0(Thoughts- Darn..) “Oh. Well, I guess I’ll be seeing you later. I have social studies.”
Galaxy- “Alright then.” She says. She looks down at Desire, and then messes with his hair.
Desire- “Hey! Don’t come into contact with my gorgeous hair!”
Galaxy- “Too bad, Mr. Shorty, I already have.”
Desire- He backs away; he fixes his hair. “We should head to our next morning classes.”
Galaxy- “Agreed..”
They both head in opposite directions.
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END OF CHAPTER TWO