Author's Note: So I think I am going to do some rewrites and tell more of the story during the first semester. The next few chapters won't be affected so I'll be able to publish for the next few weeks, and hopefull I'll be ready by the time the I get through my drafts. As always thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy
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My alarm went off at 7:30, and I groaned as I struggled to turn it off. I took a moment to debate skipping the first day of school, but ultimately decided I couldn't. I rolled out of bed and grabbed the Advil off of my nightstand before lumbering my way into the kitchen. Mom was already up cooking breakfast, and she ran up and gave me a hug as she saw me. "Senior year!" She cheered before letting me go and grinning at me.
"Thanks mom." I said.
She waved her hand in front of her nose and made a face. "Ew you've got dragon breath, go brush your teeth." She said as she returned to the stove.
"I will after I eat."
Mom had made pancakes, a tradition she did for every first day of school. We sat down at the table to eat together, and I prepped my stack, spreading it with butter before dousing it in syrup. Mom shook her head, and took the bottle from me, pouring a small pool of it on the side of her plate. "You're gonna get fat again if you keep doing that."
I rolled my eyes. "Wow mom, not 'put on weight' or 'lose progress' just straight up 'get fat'? I thought you cared about my feelings."
She gave me a deadpan stare. "I care more about your health. I don't want you to get diabetes and have to deal with everything that comes with that."
"Just be glad I don't put whipped cream on them." I said, and mom knew exactly who I was alluding to. We both cut into our food, and enjoyed a nice breakfast. A few minutes in, mom's phone rang, and I saw she was getting a FaceTime call from Annie. She answered it and held the phone up so I could see as well.
"Hi Annie." She said, waving into the camera.
"Hi mom, hi Rich. Happy senior year!" She responded.
"Thanks Annie." I said.
"Well I'm not as good of a cook as mom so I had to settle for instant, but I've got my pancakes." She pointed the camera down, and we saw a plate of pancakes with a covering of syrup on them, topped with whipped cream. Mom smiled and I laughed.
"You gotta make compromises when you're in college honey, I understand."
Annie pulled the camera back up to her face. "Alright well I just wanted to say hi, I'm gonna have to eat fast because I've got class in 20 minutes. I'll call you tonight Rich, I wanna hear about your first day."
I took a bite of pancakes and answered. "Okay talk to you later."
Mom glared at me. "Don't talk with your mouth full." I heard Annie laughing over the call.
"Okay, talk later. Bye, love you both."
Mom waved to the camera again. "Bye Annie, I love you too." I waved but was still in the process of chewing my food.
I had realized when I saw Annie calling that I forgot to see what she had said about me talking to mom. After I finished eating, I went and checked my phone. In her response she said, "I think she's fine. Her job has always kept her busy, especially after she got promoted. As long as she gets at least one or two days off this week I think it'll be fine. Let me know if she does or not." While it wasn't the answer I was hoping for, I decided to wait and see. I saw that I had a few more messages waiting for me. The first one I checked was from Sam to see her response.
SR: Good for you Rich. You gotta invite me to one of those sometime and I'll show your girlfriends how it's done
I laughed and messaged back saying I'd have to introduce them first. The next message was from Bella. She had sent another photo, but unlike her usual pics, this one was of her fully dressed. She was standing in her mirror, wearing a blouse and skirt with her backpack on. She had one leg kicked up under her to show off her tall striped socks and her sneakers she was wearing. The message with it just said, "See you soon!" The last text was from Henry.
HY: Hey you don't need to pick me up today
The ambiguity had me a little concerned but I trusted that Henry would make it to school alright.
When I arrived on campus I managed to find a parking spot that was decently close to the main entrance. Unfortunately when my leg had healed I had lost all of the privileges that it provided me, including being able to park right in front. I walked in and joined the crowd of students in front of the poster board outside of the main office searching for their homeroom class. After a bit of time, I managed to work my way to the front and found my name. I made my way towards the classroom I had been assigned and walked in. To my surprise both Carter and Caity were also there. They spotted me and waved me over.
"Hey we got homeroom together sweet!" Carter said as I approached. Caity was sitting on top of a desk and held her hand up for a high five. I hit it, and dropped my bag off beside me. We spent some time chatting before the homeroom teacher, Mr. Wurchel, walked in. He was the psychology teacher, and since I hadn't taken the class, I knew I wouldn't have him as a teacher.
"Alright guys, let's have a seat. I know that most of you won't be in my class except for homeroom so I'll keep the introduction brief. I'm Mr. Wurchel, but Mr. W is fine if you prefer that. I'll be your homeroom teacher, aka your morning babysitter." That got a laugh from a few of us.
"I really don't have many rules, I just ask that you keep it quiet so any students who would like to study or do homework can focus on that. Outside of that I don't care if you use this time to play on your phones or draw or cook spaghetti in the back of the class if you can do it quietly. I only ask that if you do cook spaghetti that you make me some too." Another laugh.
Believe it or not, someone would actually put this to the test a couple weeks later. This kid named Frankie brought in a full hot plate and saucepans and managed to quietly cook two bowls of spaghetti without disturbing anyone. Mr. Wurchel stayed true to his word and let the whole thing play out, gratefully accepting his bowl when it was ready.
"Alright I'm gonna call roll. When I call your name please come up and grab your schedule and locker assignment, and let me know if you would prefer to be called something else besides the name your parents graciously gave to you at birth." He sat down at his desk and began to read off names.
After a few minutes everyone had their schedules and anyone who had someone they knew in the room was comparing schedules. Carter, Caity, and I all looked but saw we didn't have any other classes with all three of us. Carter and I had gym together, and he and Caity had economics. Eventually we all took pictures and sent them to the group chat, the others soon following suit.
We spent some time figuring out who we shared what with, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that I had at least one of them in all of my classes except for PreCal. I was a little upset about that because math was the most boring subject to me and I was dreading not having a friend in class.
Now my school ran what's called a block schedule. If you don't know what that is, basically it means our classes were split up throughout the week, and were longer. We would have some classes on A days, and the other classes on B days, with every Friday alternating between one of the two. However, because it was the first day, we ran a normal schedule, and had around 45 minutes in each class for the day so we could meet all of our teachers. So pretty soon after we had seen everyone's schedules the bell rang and we all got up to head to our first real class of the day.
Mine was economics, which I would have with Dani and Henry. Poor Caity had gym first thing and she was not happy that she was gonna spend the year smelling like a locker room for most of her A days. All of my classes that day were dealing with introductions and what we would spend the year learning. My Econ teacher Ms. Howlet seemed nice enough, but I was a little sad that there wasn't a senior year history class I could've taken instead.
History was always my favorite subject and last year my history teacher Mr. Fallon was super cool. He was a big rocker, and had band posters up all over his room. He showed me this metal band from Sweden called Sabaton who only sang songs about historical events. I loved his class and was sad when the year ended.
During Econ Henry told Dani and me that he had a surprise he wanted to share with the group at lunch. Something told me it had something to do with him not riding to school with me that day. After Econ I had a free period, which I spent hanging out in the courtyard. I wasn't the biggest fan of the elective classes my school offered so I had decided to take two free periods in my class schedule. Lucy and I shared my other free period and I imagined we would get into all sorts of mischief during those times. Part of me hoped I might get one at the end of the day so I could leave early but I didn't get that lucky. Not the biggest deal though since Henry would still make me drive back to pick him up from school.
My next class was gym with Carter. It was just the usual picking out gym lockers and getting to know the coaches again. Even though we only had to take 2 years of gym, a few of us had the bright idea of waiting until the last 2 years to do it. This meant that the majority of our class was made up of freshmen and sophomores who were smarter than we were and took it early. After gym I had PreCal. I sat down expecting to be miserably alone, but was pleasantly surprised when Donny walked in and took a seat next to me. We were both glad to see each other, as Donny wasn't friends with anyone else in the class either. Mrs. Joplin, our PreCal teacher, was an older lady, who had clearly grown tired of teaching. She rattled off the course schedule in a monotone that made me want to cut my ears off.
Finally lunchtime came. My class was close to the cafeteria so I was the first one to sit down at our table. Though everyone soon arrived and joined me. I hadn't been able to see it in the picture she sent, but the blouse that Bella had worn actually showed off a fair amount of cleavage. She told me later that she was getting a lot of stares, but she didn't mind the attention now that she had me. The last to arrive was Henry, and he stood next to the table and told us what his surprise was.
His parents had bought him a car and he would no longer have to bum rides from anyone, as long as he could pay for gas. We all congratulated him and started asking him different things like what type of car it was, what he would do with his newfound freedom, what was the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow. You know, normal stuff. I was a little envious to learn that he had gotten a nicer car than I had. Even though it was used, it was still nicer than mine.
After lunch I had my period as an office aide. I had also chosen to forgo one of my elective classes and instead spend an hour and a half every other day taking notes and detention slips to different classrooms. This meant that gym class was technically my only elective class, though I wasn't too bothered by this. My office period was followed by my other free period. Lucy and I immediately took advantage of it by sneaking out to the woods behind the school and having sex. We spent the last 20 or so minutes walking around campus discussing our classes so far.
My second to last class was astronomy, which I also had with Lucy, as well as Bella. Science was my third favorite subject, and astronomy was probably my favorite science class I ended up taking in my school career. My teacher Mr. Gunderson was really interesting. He had a star map projected onto the ceiling and spent a lot of the time after introducing himself using a laser pointer to identify different interesting celestial bodies and constellations we would study. I don't know why, but Mr. Gunderson gave me a strong vibe that he took a lot of mushrooms in college.
The classroom had tables instead of desks, with 2 people to a table. And while Mr. Gunderson was showing us things on the star map, Bella decided to give me a handjob under the table. Luckily we were at the back of the class so there was less chance anyone would notice us. She cut it very close, and made me cum around a minute before the bell rang. My last class of the day was English, which was my second favorite subject. I really enjoyed all subjects except for math. Math sucks, and anyone who says differently is a nerd. And by that logic economics sucks too because it involves math. Astronomy got a pass cause it had space stuff during the math.
My English teacher was a young woman named Ms. Isaacs who was brand new. I felt like I recognized her from somewhere, but couldn't quite place it. It was her first year teaching but she handled it very well. She had a friendly demeanor and I found a couple of bits of merchandise I recognized around her room from different movies I enjoyed. I shared English with Bella and Donny, and the three of us sat together near the far wall of the room. I thought I had managed to make it through my first day without receiving any assignments, but unfortunately a few minutes before class ended Ms. Isaacs handed out copies of Catcher in the Rye and told us we would need to read the first 2 chapters by next Tuesday, which would be our first class with her next week.
