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( open starter || First Day at St. Jude’s Preparatory School

     So far it’s been a pretty long and wallet draining morning – spending $2.75 to take the subway from Brooklyn to Manhattan, paying $11 for breakfast at McDonald’s because he missed his dad’s signature waffles this morning and had to substitute for quick garbage, running to the point where he was out of breath to catch the uptown bus, and now dealing with a rather rude woman in the front office. ❝I completely understand that it’s not part of the dress code to have a coffee stain on your shirt and trust me.. I wanted that drop of coffee to land in my mouth not on my shirt…❞ He waited for the woman to laugh but she didn’t. Instead she just handed a large student handbook, his schedule, an index card with his locker information, the map of the school. ❝Hey do you know where British Literature class is? Apparently I have that first.❞ He asked a random person walking in the office.

_{❛   THANK YOU MISS PORTER  –  ❜   charming smile accompanies honey-dripped gratitude   ;   president of the honor society clutching the manila folder between perfectly manicured fingers  ,  permission slip waved like a badge  -  the trusted chosen one to venture to the brother school  -   constance’s shining star      -   not that everyone seemed to know that   ;   heavy-lashed eyes veiled by furrowed brow  ,     ❛  does it look like i go here  ?   ❜  sour voice sounds as slender arms cross over nearly too-thin frame  —-   ❛  down the hall  ,  third door on the right  .   ❜   of course  ,  she only knew that because aaron was in that class  ,  but she’d never pass up an opportunity to show off unrequired knowledge        .}

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