Story: Beginning Part 5
[[Continuity Note: This begins the afternoon of where we left off.]]
Alf was seated with the rest of his class in their school hall, surrounded by a crowd of noisy teenagers waiting for the assembly to start, wishing that it was easier to sneak away. Weekly assembly at [insert forgotten high school's name here] was traditionally held on a Tuesday afternoon for reasons that no student had ever figured out. It meant that they had one less period on Tuesdays, but it also meant that the students had to sit and wait for an hour before they could leave. Of course this meant that most of the school had, at one time or another, concocted an excuse to miss it in true truant-like fashion. Alf was not one of those students.
He nervously chose a seat at the end of a row, a seat that usually would have been fought over as the prime position for being first to exit the hall. But it seemed that everyone had heard what he was supposed to do, and had left it empty for him. With some foreboding, Alf sat under the watchful eye of his year teacher.
Rock, probably merely to intimidate the smaller boy, persuaded the girl sitting behind Alf to move, and sat behind him.
"Ready, Sprout?" he asked.
Alf shivered before he realised it, and transferred a second fingernail to his mouth. He nodded, and he could feel Rock smiling behind him in response. He surveyed possible routes for escape. Damien was seated beside him. Now, if only Ms Welch would leave.
After the introduction and opening announcements by the school captain, the deputy principal, Mrs Thiess stood to give her address. If Alf wanted to do this, he had to leave now, because the principal was sure to speak after his deputy. Ms Welch moved, suddenly, looking at his face as though to remember who was sitting there.
[[hmm... I'm erring on the lazy size of 1667 words.]]
posted by Cedric @ 4:47 pm
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