pondering his plan to get the sacred book from the
Grandiose Historian Library.
“ Polonius was giving
advice to his son,” he said as he sat up in his chair. “That you
need to be true to yourself and to others around you before you
find what your best interests really are; where you truly belong
and what you’re best suited for.”
Mr. Avey flashed him a look of
surprise. He wasn’t expecting that response. “Very good.” He turned
to another student and called on him, asking another question.
Calloway glanced to Beatrice and saw her looking at him. Quickly,
he turned his gaze away and stared at the front of the classroom.
Her family was rich and she was beautiful, popular, and perfect.
Calloway wasn’t stupid; she would never be interested in him. He
only owned one jacket and two sweaters and he always brought his
lunch to school because he couldn’t afford to buy food. He was a
loner. Breccan was his only friend in the school. It wasn’t because
he wasn’t nice or friendly, but he chose to isolate himself,
finding solitude more comforting than the disappointment of people.
Calloway already knew what the other students thought of him; a
poor kid that had no parents.
Calloway went to his other classes but
didn’t pay attention to what was being taught. His mind returned to
the adventure from the night before. He hated being distracted from
the real world with unknown beings and events, but at the same
time, he needed a distraction from the dullness of reality. What
was better? Living a life with a purpose, albeit a dangerous one,
or having an existence that was so meaningless you wished it was
over?
The bell rang for lunch and Calloway
walked to the library on the other side of campus, knowing he had
to complete his school applications and apply for a part-time job.
They didn’t have a computer at home so Calloway had to utilize the
resources at school. Breccan spotted him walking toward the
building and advanced to his side.
“ Why are you going to the
library?” Breccan asked.
“ We have to work on
applications.” Calloway said. “Remember?”
“ Why do you suck up to my
parents so much?” he asked. “They aren’t going to throw you out if
you make them angry.”
“ It’s important to them
and I think we should do it,” he said. “What could
hurt?”
Breccan rolled his eyes. “Whatever,” he
said. “At least I’ll have something positive to say when my mom
interrogates me.”
“ She’s just trying to talk
to you.”
“ Well, she should stop,”
he snapped. “She can be so annoying.”
“ You’re lucky you have
someone to care for you until the point it’s annoying,” Calloway
said as he opened the door.
Breccan didn’t respond to his comment.
They never spoke about Calloway’s dead parents and his status as an
orphan. Calloway walked to a computer and sat down. Breccan sat
next to him and opened his sack lunch from his bag; a salami and
cheese sandwich. He ate it while Calloway searched the internet for
admissions information.
The librarian looked over at the two
boys and spotted Breccan eating. “There is no eating in the
library,” she yelled across the room. She stood behind the book
return counter. “Finish it outside or put it away,” she said
harshly. Her hands were on her hips and her large nose made her
look like a sinister witch. All she needed was a hat.
Breccan rolled his eyes and put his
lunch back into his backpack. When she wasn’t watching, he opened a
bag of chips and ate it from his backpack, hidden from her
view.
“ You don’t have to stay
here because of me,” Calloway said as he looked up a local college
that was affordable.
“ Where else am I going to
go?” he said as he ate another chip. “So, what college do you want
to go to?”
“ There’s a state school
about an hour away from here,” Calloway said as he looked at the
screen. “We might be able to get in if we get a good score on the
SAT. Also, there’s Fresno