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nowhere just punch each other in the face.  Everyone in the room freaked out over it because it was a full out brawl in the cafeteria.  Then, the guy that had been sitting in the middle of the group jumped in before any teachers could arrive, and stopped them from pummeling each other.  Funny thing is, he didn’t throw any punches, he just barked orders at them, and they stopped fighting.  Of course, a few teachers saw what happened and they got in trouble, but it was the weirdest thing I have ever seen.”
    Mom gave him a confused look.  “There was a fight in the cafeteria for no reason?”  She looked to Dad.  “What kind of school have we sent our children to?”
    Before he could respond, Dan continued his tale.  But it didn’t really help their case.  “Well, we found out later that one of the guys was dating this girl, and that the guy that he punched slept with his girl not once, but several times.”
    “I’ll say it again, what kind of school have we sent our children to?”
    Dan rolled his eyes.  “It’s not that bad, Mom.  I mean, it’s almost the exact same thing that would have happened at our old school.  We just didn’t tell you about it because it happened all the time.”
    “Well, what happened in your classes, Dan?”
    “Oh, nothing really.  They were actually a little boring.”
    Mom and Dad tried not to shake their heads in disbelief, and failed.
    Had that been London that jumped up to stop the fight?  Dan had said it was the guy that had been sitting in the middle of the group, and the only large group in the cafeteria had surrounded London.  Was that why he had an attitude during Chemistry and not because it seemed like a pointless subject?  Was he angry that his friends were fighting?  In a way, I wanted to find out, but then again, I didn’t really want to ask because it was none of my business.
    “What about you, Selina?” Dad asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
    “My classes were boring, and I got paired with a lazy weirdo for chemistry.”  I didn’t mention that he could have been the guy that broke up the fight.  I didn’t think it was necessary.
    “Even Art was boring?”
    I rolled my eyes.
    “Did you ask for a different lab partner?”
    “Everyone’s already established with their groups, so no.  He only became my lab partner because there had been an odd numbered group before I arrived.”
    “Well, did you at least have a good day?  Make new friends?”
    “What do you think?”  I asked, standing from the table.  I took my empty plate to the kitchen sink, and then returned to my room.
    For most of the night, I listened to my music as I drew.  They were mostly abstracts, but a few eyes snuck in.  I wasn’t sure if I should try to expand the eyes into a face, mostly because I didn’t know whose face would be staring back at me.
    When it became late, I went across the hall to shower.  After I was dressed and dried, I returned to my room.  Instead of continuing my drawings, I went through my art supplies.  I only had a few charcoal pencils left, and plenty of oils.  There were only five canvases left, and five empty sketchbooks.  It was more than enough to last through winter break.
    After I organized my supplies, I climbed back into bed.  Though art made me happy, I still wanted to return home to Charleston, be with my friends again.  But I knew that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
     
    The rest of the week was as bad as the first day.  I tried to take notes instead of drawing in my classes.  Tried to finish my homework in study hall.  Sat with Dan and his new friend at lunch and kept rejecting Derrick every time he’d try to hit on me.  Struggled through math, and ignored London in Chemistry.
    I was so glad Art was my last class of the day.  It gave me a chance to calm down before I returned home.  All of my stress from the move and trying to keep people away from me fell away