Chapter One The bell rang.Chapter One The bell rang. Half the class jumped to their feet, while the rest wrote franticly, in a vain attempt to answer that one last test question. Then there was me. Having finished fifteen minutes earlier, I was reading the final couple pages in the new Piers Anthony book I picked up the day before yesterday. Loathe to put it down and knowing this was the last period before lunch, I spent another couple minutes and finished it. So much for Mr. Friedman's history class, and so much for another book. Being a senior, I only had one more class after lunch, photography. After that a four day weekend awaited. President's Day, or in this case days was the cause. The school administration in their infinate wisdom decided to lump the two together. A day off is of course a day off and I didn't mind. Not that I had any special plans, perhaps check out a couple used book stores, or work on programming the computer game I never seemed to finish. With my parents overseas on buisness for another couple weeks I could pretty much do as I pleased. All in all it was going to be just another boring weekend...little did I know. Reaching down, I shoved my recently finished paperback into an overflowing backpack. With a little stretching and pulling I managed to zip it closed. I stood up, and promptly managed to bump into one of those last to finish who were hurrying to lunch. Books and paper cascaded to the floor in a random fashion, while I tripped and landed flat on my face. Looking up, I was exposed to an unexpected delight. |