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Sunday, August 5, 2007

   Ami crushed (written) Chapter one part one
AMI CRUSHED

Chapter one: acquaintance

Part One

Ami sprinted down the nearly deserted hallway toward the math room where she had her next class. Nobody paid her much attention, many of the people who came through this rout expected to see he rush by, Ami was almost always late. Seeing the Math room door ahead of her Ami sped up. Ami was not a thin person (not that she was fat either) but she managed to slip through the closing door just as the bell rang behind her.
Nervously she looked over at Mr. Forman, the old and grey grade ten math instructor and was relieved to see he had bypassed the usual remark about her timing.
Gratefully she sat down in her seat three tables from the board and turned her attention to the front, not the front as in where Mr. Forman was now starting a lesson in number sense and numeration, but to the desk in front of her where sat one of her classmates.
He was tall and slender with long-ish dark brown hair and piercings all down his ears. She had memorized the back of his head, she had been sitting behind him all year but she had never gotten up enough courage to talk to him, though he had spoken to her once or twice. She was thinking fondly of those few times, twisting a pigtail around her finger when she was brought back to earth by an irritated bark.
"Ami Times!" (This was not a pun on her lateness; it was her real last name) "What?!" She stammered. Mr. Forman sighed "I had just asked you if 9 was a prime number, seeing as your so enthralled with our lesson". "N-no, wait yes, No..." But Mr. Forman had already pointed his finger at another with a raised hand.
Ami saw Liam's eyes flash away from her; he had turned around when Mr. Forman had been talking but he had now turned back to the board. Ami turned too, bright red and sunk down in her seat. She had liked the boy in front of her, Liam Atken for the longest time and yet all he knew about her was that she was complete idiot.
Ami followed the rest of the lesson as best she could, math was one of the only classes she had trouble with, in fact she was a favourite of many of the other teachers especially the science one since she had a special interest in it.
The math class could not of stretched longer; Ami was incredibly relieved when the bell rang. Ami's two friends Angie and Kate came up to her desk while she finished packing her stuff into her bag. "Smooth one Am's, is nine a prime number?" Ami when red again, to cover up her awkwardness Ami mumbled "Hey Kate, I think you left your binder on your desk" Kate looked around, "Oh yeah, that is mine".
It was as Kate and Angie were retrieving their stuff it happened. Ami felt a tap on her shoulder and turned. It was Liam, standing half a head taller then her, he was smiling politely down. "Is this yours? I think you dropped it. He Asked. He was holding a mechanical pencil in his hand, pink with a little springy heart at the top. Ami felt the colour rise in her face. Y-yes, thank you. She couldn't take her green eyes of his warm brown ones. "Well, I'm glad I could help" He smiled again. "I guess I’ll see you later" he added and walked off.
The heat hadn't fully drained out of her face when her friends returned, "ahh, so it's him" Mused Kate.
"H-him what?" "Don't even start" Angie was grinning in her usual know-everything way. "That’s Liam Atken isn't it?" "Yup, Your older sister is dating his brother isn't she Am's?" But Ami wasn't paying strict attention. She was still staring blankly at the door Liam had been standing in seconds before and holding the hand that had brushed against his while he passed her new favourite pencil.
"You are totally pathetic sighed Angie" as she grabbed Ami's arm and dragged her to the door. Kate then pushed the doors open and they stepped out into in to the afternoon sun.
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