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As I’m walking towards my next elective, Grass, I spot Len and Sheena talking to each other. As I sit down against the wall outside the door of Grass class, I ponder upon what they’re talking about. I peer into my classroom a bit and find nobody but an old man sitting down and dozing off at the desk up front. Still early, I guess. I yawn and open up the guitar case again. I pull out a cotton handkerchief and fold it in half in between the strings and the pickup. I work the hankie up and down the neck to clean a bit of the dirt off. I yawn and rub my eye a bit before inspecting the guitar once more. “Lookin’ good” I whisper under my breath. I fold up the handkerchief and return it to my back pocket. With nothing else to do, I resolve to step into class, and it looks like Teach is awake. "Mornin', youngin, have a seat. More students should be comin' soon, so make yerself at home. I'm Ramos, by the way, good to meet'cha."
"Good to meet you too, sir. Name's Page, and yeah, that's probably why I kinda hesitated walking into class right away. Didn't see too many people here." I scratch my head. Ramos just smiles in response. "Heh, don't you worry, Sprout. I'm just glad to see you're not like the regular whippersnappers in this day and age. You're early." I just give a bit of a laugh. "Thanks." If only he knew what I really woke up for. Seems more kids are showing up.
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I make it to Ground class and take a seat in the middle row. Nothing to do, so I just pull out a notebook and a pen, ready to take some notes once class starts.
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