Paramount
Author: Sega Parks

Chapter 18
Homeroom

  "So, what's Paramount about?" Savannah asked Judy, as she watched the unfamiliar faces pile into Mrs. Livingston's classroom.
"It's okay." Judy said, playing with the rubber band that was wrapped around her left wrist as if it were a bracelet. "Although, I would like to be homeschooled one day."
"Why?" Savannah asked, cleaning her glasses with her shirt.
It would be awful if the girl she was beginning to become friends with just all of a sudden left the school. She was friends with a girl named Lisa in sixth grade, one of the few girls who would talk to her, and halfway through the school year she moved to an unknown place. Savannah was heartbroken by that and cried for a few days about it.
 "All this drama." Judy said breezily. "Like, take a look at the two over there," She pointed at the boy and girl who were sitting at the far left corner. "They are the ultimate source of drama."
Savannah took a better look at the two. The girl had dark-blond hair and was wearing a multicolored peasant skirt underneath her brown ruffle top. She was extremely pretty and had a friendly aurora about her. The boy, on the other hand, was tall, athletic looking, and had dirty-brown hair. He reminded her of the guy, Cal, she had known in middle school who was best friends with her old crush, Scott Phillips. Cal was never a nice guy. She thought Cal was cute, but he never liked her.
"The girl seems nice." she said.
"Oh, that's Reese McKinley." Judy began. "She is nice, but her and her friends are nothing but drama."
Savannah already knew that Reese and her friend were one of the popular kids. Judging by Judy's looks, she thought Judy would be friends with them.

“You look pretty.” Judy complimented Savannah.

Savannah had on blue skinny-jeans, a teal-green tunic top, and golden sandals. She observed Judy’s outfit. She wore a simple yellow t-shirt featuring a picture of John Lennon and Yoko Ono printed on it, army-green five-pocket pants, and a red beret placed on top of her head.  Everyone in this school seemed to have dressed like any normal kid in Graysville. Even Reese McKinley wasn’t too trendy.

The nine-thirty bell rang and Mrs. Livingston walked in with that same grin plastered on her face.

“Good morning, Paramount High students,” a boy’s nasally voice broke through the P.A. system. “I hope you all are having a great morning. Now if you will please join me for the pledge of allegiance.”

Everyone stood up to face the flag that was located next to the classroom door. When that was over, Savannah sat back down, and looked around the classroom. Her eyes darted towards a girl wearing a black Beatles t-shirt and blue jeans. The girl looked fairly skinny and had dark-brown hair that went down to her back. Savannah thought she was pretty and was sure she would be friends with people like Reese.

 Savannah was glad to see that she wasn't the only Beatles fan in the school. In fact, a lot of students seemed to have been sporting their t-shirts. Her seventh/eigth grade teacher inspired her to be a fan when she saw the dozens of posters plastered on his classroom wall. She had almost all of their albums. Mariah Carey and The Beatles were the only two in her music collection in which she had the most albums of.

 "Did anyone have a good summer?" Livingston asked kindly, after the announcements were over with.

"I did." the guy who was friends with Reese McKinley said, pumping his fist up in the air.

A few classmates chuckled.

"I'm so glad to hear that." Livingston said. "And what's your name?"

"Damien Marshall." he answered.

"Well, I'm glad to see that at least one person had a good summer." she said, and then began to explain the rules for homeroom. "This class is considered 'catch up time' because it's for you to do your homework and projects you have for all of your classes."

As if no one already knew that.

"I am here to help you if you need any," she went on. "I'm here to write passes if you need to go to the library, the computer lab, or any class you need to go to."

 "Are we allowed to listen to Ipods?" Reese asked, raising her slim hand.

"Yes, but you can't listen to them when the announcement are on or when I'm talking."

Everyone in the class cheered, including Livingston herself.

"I believe that music will help you learn better." she informed. "Music stimulates the brain, which causes you to concentrate more on what you are doing."

 Savannah grinned. At her old school, they would have never let them listen to music in class. They probably didn't even let the kids do that at the high school.

"Hey, you wanna hang out after school?" Judy asked, absently texting someone. "I know we've only known each other for like a day and a half, but I want to do something fun today."

Savannah stared at her in disbelief. No one had ever asked her to hang out with them before. Except that time when Lena Wafer, a redheaded girl in her health class, had asked her to go to the movies, but the plan never went through. Savannah was afraid Lena was just joking around.

"Maybe." she finally said. "I have to ask my mom first."

She was pretty sure her mom would be more than happy for her to go over to another peer's house.

 

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