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"Good morning class," our teacher greets us as she walks into the classroom. Oddly, a young man walks with her, a few steps behind, his head slightly lowered, hiding his eyes. "I am happy to introduce a new student today," our teacher stops and motions toward the young man, who steps forward right beside our teacher.
He looks about my age, pointy ears, similar to an elf, except he has black skin, his silver hair glitters in the well lit hall, obviously well kept, about waist length, in three tightly wound braids. He’s got to be a good six-foot tall, as he’s taller than our teacher who is five, five. He currently has a odd little frown, which he’s worn since I first saw him.
"Why don’t you introduce yourself?" Our teacher asks the young man.
"Hello, I’m Sauron Ellenroh. It’s a pleasure," He looks up directly into my eyes. A feeling of dread passed through me for an instant as those pale purple eyes gazed into my eyes across the meeting hall.
"Well, thank you Sauron, I hope you enjoy your time here. Why don’t you go have a seat. I think there is an empty one by Sheila." Our teacher motions toward me.
Sauron walks up the steps to the empty seat beside me and takes his seat without even the slightest glance toward me. Our teacher begins her lesson on temporal physics or some such nonsense, I wasn’t really paying much attention.
I guess before I go on I should describe myself to you. I am Sheila Stoneseeker, only daughter of Corin Stoneseeker. I am currently seventeen, I have emerald green eyes and scraggly, mud brown hair. I’m a junior in ‘Etherway High School’ which is on a no place planet in the inner part of the arm of the Milky Way, past what’s left of the great space barrier. I’m a short four foot, ten inches. Well at least I’m skinny.
Back to Sauron, he sat there during the entire lessen, I don’t think he moved once until he was asked a question by the teacher, which he answered with his cold, lifeless voice and returned to stillness. I caught myself staring at him many times during that first class. I couldn’t figure out what attracted me to him, maybe his silver hair. I don’t think I know anyone with silver hair.
When the bell rung everyone but Sauron and I hurried out. I was in the midst of one of the times when I blocked everything but him out. He snapped me out of it when he stood up. Initially I was horrified, no one stands up in class! Then I looked around almost sheepishly as I saw almost no one in the room. Sauron was walking purposefully toward the main exit from the lecture hall. I quickly stuffed my school gear into my bag and ran after him. It didn’t seem so at the time, but I tripped while trying ot chase after him and sent the contents of my bag flying every which way. Quickly standing back up and starting to gather my stuff, Sauron surprised me by handing me all my papers that were between him and me. After I took the papers from him, he helped me collect the rest of my belongings. We then walked together up and out of Lecture Hall P. Knowing this was a small school with only one lunch period, I asked if he would like to join me for lunch. He nodded slightly after a moment of thought, and I lead him through the winding corridors to the lunchroom. The two of us got in line for our lunches, farthest back I think I’ve ever been in the line. After we paid for our lunches, I realized we had only half an hour left to eat. I had the feeling I would be eating part of my lunch in my next class. I lead Sauron to the table I usually eat at with my two friends, Eric and Angela.
As we sat down, Angela to my right, Sauron to my left and Eric across the table, Angela whispered to me, "Who’s the cute guy?"
"Eric, Angela, this is Sauron. Sauron, that’s Eric, and this is Angela." I alerted my friends, answering Angela’s question.
"Cute is a very general term, you should try using more specific terminology," Sauron starts eating.
"You heard me!" Angela squeaks, her face flushing deeply.
"Angela, you look almost as if you just asked him to a prom or something," Eric laughs, spilling her drink. "Oh shoot!"
"Serves you right," Angela’s face returns almost to normal.
Eric placed her hand over her spilt drink and the liquid moved back across the table into her glass. Angela rolled her eyes at Eric’s grin. I, again concentrating mostly on Sauron, noticed a look almost of envy cross Sauron’s eyes.
I realized suddenly that he was almost done and I had just barely started. I quickly threw the food that would survive a ride in my bag and gulped down the rest, to the surprise of my two friends. Sauron didn’t seem to notice. As soon as Sauron finished his meal he gave us a slight nod and left the lunch room. Being the curious type, I swallowed what I had in my mouth and said a hurried farewell to my friends and rushed after him.
I panicked when I couldn’t see him in the crowded halls outside the lunch room, even though I was only a few second behind him. I caught a glimpse of what looked like a silver braid and the chase was back on. I followed him silently through the school, it was pretty easy, he stopped at each classroom checking the room numbers. Must be looking his next class. I couldn’t believe it when he entered one of the classrooms and it was my next class! I moved up to the classroom door and tried to listen in. Something about new here, this class on list, not much else. I quickly retreated as I heard someone coming out of the classroon. I waited, out of view, for Sauron to come out. The main bell rung and students started entering their classrooms. I decided I might as well go to class on time for once and headed into the classroom. A couple people were already there, I recognized the class nerds already in their seats. I also saw Sauron sitting beside the teacher at his desk.
As I take my seat, my surprised teacher comments, "Shiela, aren’t you a bit early? You usually don’t show up until five to ten minutes into the lesson."
I blush slightly, seeing Sauron’s glance in my direction, before resuming his ‘spaced out’ position. I watch the students coming in ones and twos. Less than a minute before class starts, Angela rushes in, obviously out of breath, and walks by my seat dropping a folded slit of paper by my desk. I quickly step on the note and slide it under my desk. Dropping my book I bend down and pickup the book and the note, careful to hide the note. Its not that I was afraid someone might try to read it out loud, Angela and I have our own note-code. Anyway, I carefully unfold the note, skimming the markings before refolding it and slipping it into my bag where I discover my forgotten lunch. As I pull out the dessert cookie, the teacher calls the class to order and introduces Sauron to us. He has Sauron sit up by Angela in the seventh row, four rows, six seats away from me. Again I catch myself looking back at Sauron quite often. The teacher yells at me a couple times so I pull my makeup mirror out of my bag and use it to watch Sauron. He sits just like out previous class, perfectly immobile until the teacher specifically asks him a question.
Personally I find it interesting that he has two out of two classes with me so far. He appears highly intelligent, he hasn’t missed a single question the teacher has asked, even though he doesn’t look like he’s paying any attention. Yet he seems to lack greatly in the social skills area.
After this class I have one last class, these two-hour classes are murder, but hey, I only have three classes this way. Interestingly enough, my last class and Sauron’s end up also being the same. I think he’s the only person that shared an identical class schedule.
Again this class he portrays the same antisocial behavior. In this class he sits one seat away from Eric and two seats away from me. I sit beside Eric. Through out class Eric passes me notes telling me we should ask Sauron to join us after school to hang at the sugarbowl. I passed the class period causing little paper wads to orbit each other, slightly above my desk.