Chris and Damian C6 So much had happened in one period that Chris was left empty headed for her next three periods. She would have been empty headed one more if it wasn't dodgeball in gym and she didn't get hit smak in the head with a dodgeball. Snapping out of it she picked up the fallen dogeball from th floor and whipped it smak in the thrower's gut. Nobody threw a ball remotly near her for the rest of class. Two more periods passed and Chris had yet to have another period with Damian. She wonderd why she wanted to see him so bad. Was this what having a friend was going to be like? If it was then mabey having just one friend would be okay to her. Finaly s
Chris and Damian C5 "Good morning class." said a jolly old man by the name of Mr. Gartov. He taught 10th grade chemestry at Chris's school "I presume you're all exsighted about the final symester of school and this upcoming break." "Yeah," a couple of the students said while others whooped and cheered. "Thats nice," Mr. Gartov said breifly looking over his agenda, "So you'll be realy exsighted about the upcoming chemestry regients, right?" This time none of the kids made a sound. Mr. Gartov chuckled. Meanwhile Chris had finished her kill-the-new-kid art on her desk. She bushed away the wood shavings to admire her art. "See?" She said turning her desk