Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2002 20:22:53 -0700
From: mjac4@sunset.net
Subject: Arren, Tony and Isaac     Chapter 13 (Young Friends)

Arren, Tony and Isaac

Part 2

Chapter 13 -- Another Interesting Meeting

Watching Tony leave was just about the worst thing that has happen to me so
far.  If spending another month in the hospital would bring him back, then
where do I check in?  Even our radios wouldn't transmit that far, and we
even talked until we couldn't hear each other anymore.  My heart was broken,
and I know that Tony's was too.

For the rest of that week, I was in the deepest depression of my life.  I
wouldn't eat, and I couldn't even sleep.  Mom and dad were very worried
about me, and mom kept trying to get me to eat something.  Every time she
would bring me food, it would make me sick just looking at it.  Mom and dad
knew that Tony and I, had a special love for each other, and they knew that
over time I would miss Tony a little less each day.  But for now they knew
that I was going to get sick if they didn't do something, and do something
now.

Tony called me the second that they had the phone hooked up, and we made
arrangements to meet as soon as possible.  Dad got their new address, and
then we were on our way.  Dad just dropped me off at Tony's new house, and
we spent every second together.  We went exploring in his new neighborhood,
and we met a lot of new people.  Some very nice looking boys lived around
here also, but Tony wasn't interested in them.  He was just so happy that we
were together, that anyone else just didn't matter.

I spent almost two weeks at Tony's new house, before I had to leave, but not
before Tony begged his mom and dad to come back with me.  They said it would
be okay, and then we were back at my house.  We swam naked everyday and had
more sex then I thought we could possible have.  Tony spent the rest of the
summer at my house, and about a week before school started, his mom came to
pick him up.  He almost ran away again, but I told him that we would be
together again very soon.  I just wished that he was going to go to High
School with me, but he wasn't.  I was scared to death of the new school that
I was going to go to, and without at least Tony their, it was going to be
worse.  This was killing me inside, but we were still aloud to call each
other on the phone anytime that we wanted.

Mom bought me some new clothes for school, because, I was growing out of
everything faster then I was wearing them out.  I have to emit that I really
never wore clothes all that much.  Most of the time I was naked, but I don't
think I would be allowed to go to school in my birthday suit.  Although, I'm
sure a lot of kids and probably some of the teachers would like to see me
naked all the time, I just don't think I'll push it.

The day before school started, I was on the verge of becoming sick, I was so
nervous.  Mom and dad told me that I would be okay, and said, just try to
find someone from my old school.  They told me, that at least one kid would
be there, and said that I should try to help them.  I thought that they were
out of their minds, I was the one that needed the help.  I was hoping that
they would comfort me, and not the other way around.

Monday, the first day of High School was here.  Dad decided to drive me for
the first day, and then he said that I could take the bus from then on.  The
school was about thirteen miles from our house, and it was a lot bigger then
I remember it.  The last time I was here was at Karen and Stacy's
graduation.  I really don't remember too much about Ronald's graduation, but
I'm glad that my brother was at this school in the pasted.

This school had from what I could see, about eight hundred to about one
thousand students, I was guessing.  There were more people in this school,
then there was in our whole town.  In order to get my class schedule;
everybody had to go to the cafeteria, where they had you line up in the line
that had the letter for your last name.  I got my class assignments, and
left the cafeteria, to look around the school, and to see if I could see
anyone that I knew.  I didn't see one single person from my old school.  I
didn't even see Ben, and I would later find out, that Ben went to a private
school.  Oh man does this suck.  I continued to look around, until I came to
the place where the busses stopped.  This is where they picked up and
dropped off the students.  I watched the busses for a minute, before I
noticed the bus that had all of the handicap kids on it, drive up.  They
drop off three kids in wheelchairs, and one small kid that had to have
crutches on each arm, to help him to walk.  This kid reminded me of the
time, when I had to have those same kinds of crutches after my accident.  I
could relate to this.  I was looking at him, and thinking, 'man, poor kid'.
I'm sure if he knew what I was thinking; he would have been a little upset
with me.  I'm sure he doesn't want to use the crutches, but I guess it's
better then a wheelchair.

For some reason, I kept watching this kid, as he wobbled off to probably get
his class schedule.  He is pretty cute, and he does have a nice slim body.
But for some reason he wore some pretty baggy pants, then I could see why.
He was wearing braces on his legs.  I just watched him disappear into the
crowd of kids.  I continued to look around, and still found no one that I
recognized, but I found out where most of my classes were located.

About fifteen minutes later, the bell rang, and I headed off to my first
period class, Biology, in room 203.  As I was walking to my class, that same
kid with the crutches was walking in my direction.  I reached the door
first, and he was going to this room also.  I looked at him, and he just
smiled at me, my heart just about melted right then and there.  He wasn't
just cute, he was very cute, and he had a smile that could out shine the
sun.  He had beautiful wavy dark brown hair and very beautiful dark brown
eyes, oh man those eyes.  His eyes are just so majestic.  I held the door
open for him, so he could enter the classroom.  He smiled again.

The class was all most full, and it seemed that most of the kids wanted to
sit in the back.  This room didn't have little desks; it had tables that
were bolted to the floor.  Each table had it's own electrical outlet, and a
gas thing attached to it.  The kid with the crutches sat down, near the
front, middle table, and laid his crutches on the floor close to him.  There
was a chair next to him that nobody was using, so I sat next to this cute
boy.  He turned and melted my heart again with another smile.  For some
reason I just had to say, hello, so I started to talk to him.

"Hi," I said, all nervous.  "I'm Arren, are you just as tense as me?  You
know, being the first day of school and all."

Just before he was going to say something, the bell rang, and the teacher
told everyone to take a seat, and to quite things down.  I would talk to
him, maybe after class.  Then we can get to know each other better.  The
teacher, Mr. Bennett, started to take roll.  'Good,' I thought to myself.
'Now I'll find out his name.'  The teacher told us to just say, here, when
he called our name.  Then he started; he read a few names, who's last name
started with the letter A, and each kid said, here.  Then he got to the B's,
C's, and D's and then the E's.  Then he said the name Isaac Eagleton.  The
boy sitting next to me just raised his hand, and the teacher smiled and then
continued.  'Isaac, what a neat name,' I thought.  The teacher kept reading
off the names, including mine.  When the teacher said my name, Isaac looked
at me and smiled.  This kid is killing me with that smile.  I wonder if he
knows it?

After the roll call, Mr. Bennett, started to explain what we would be
learning in this class.  He said that we would be dissecting a frog (super
cool), learning about the human skeleton and we'll be learning about the
human body, and the sex organs.  When he said that, I just thought about
Ronald and Tony.  I still wished that Tony was here, but he wasn't, and I
would call him after I get out of school, and tell him about the sex class
that I'm in.  I'm sure he'll get a good laugh out of it, I know that I'm
laughing on the inside.  Mr. Bennett continued to explain the class to us,
until the bell rang.  Isaac pickup his walking sticks, and headed for the
door.  We had five minutes until the next class started.

My next class was social studies, in room 311.  I waited for about thirty
seconds, so the crowd of kids would thin out a little.  Isaac must have
thought the same thing; he stood by the door until it was clear enough to
make it out.  I decided to walk with him until he would go to whatever class
that he had to go to.  Now, this was my chance to talk to him a little.  I
made my way out the door, and I spotted him up the hall, a little ways.  I
knew that I could catch him easily, and started to walk fast so I could
reach him.  I just about made it to him, when I heard someone calling me.
It was Tami, from my old school.  She even gave me a get-well card after I
was in that accident.

"Hi Arren," she said, when she approached me.  "How have you been?"

"Oh just fine," I said.  "How about you?"

"It's a little better now that I know that at least one person is here from
our old school," she said.  "I haven't seen one kid from our school, except
for you, here with us.  Have you seen anybody?"

"No, I haven't," I said.  "Even my good friend Tony moved away during the
summer."

"I know what you mean," she said.  "Look Arren, maybe we can talk more at
lunch or something.  I know we don't have a lot of time in between classes."

"Yeah, okay Tami, I'll see you later," I said.

"Alright, bye Arren," she said, and started to walk off.

"Bye Tami," I said smiling.

Then I remembered that I wanted to talk to Isaac.  I quickly looked for him,
but he was gone.  'Rats,' I thought, and then I headed for my next class.
When I got to my next class, I couldn't believe my eyes.  Isaac was in this
classroom.  This is super cool.  I quickly grabbed the desk right next to
him and sat down.  He looked in my direction, and smiled at me again.  Oh
god, those eyes are the most beautiful things that I've ever seen in my
life.  It took all of my willpower to contain myself, so that I wouldn't
lean over, and kiss him.

I was about to ask him a question, when the stupid bell rang, and the
teacher told all of us to take our seats.  This teacher's name is Mr.
Shannon, and he seems to be a very nice man.  I like him already, and he
didn't even take roll yet.  Then he started to do the roll call, again,
Isaac just raised his hand, and then the teacher continued.  After he did
take roll, he started talking about what this class was about, and what we
would be learning over the school year.  He continued talking until the bell
rang.  Everyone piled for the door, and again, Isaac and me waited until it
thinned out a little more.  Now, Isaac was up and on his way to the door
before I noticed him getting up, and I could say anything to him.  He was
out the door before I could reach him, and he was going in a different
direction that I knew I had to go.  My next class was Physical Education,
Gym.  I'm not that athletic, except for my karate lessons that I've been
taking for the passed few years.  Tony was doing well in the class also, and
I was wondering if he was still going to take lessons now that we are no
longer together.

All of the boys gathered in the gym, and four, physical education, coaches
were there.  We had one coach for each age group of students.  The freshman
coach was Mr. Mills.  He is this big goon type of Drill Sargent.  He
immediately started to tell the boys, and me included that we all had to
shower after the class was over.  Then he told all of us that we had until
the end of the week to get our gym clothes, so we could start out first
thing Tuesday morning, after Labor Day.  Anyone, who didn't have any gym
clothes by that time, would fail the class, no exceptions.  I could hear a
lot of the boys saying that this guy is a big DICK, and they were right.  It
didn't take me that long to figure that out for myself.  I was really glad
to hear the bell ring.  I was about the second kid out the gym doors.  Good
bye Mr. Dildo Head.  And yes, I meant that in a sarcastic way.

My next class was math, room 302.  Mr. Bonomini was the teacher for this
one.  When I entered the classroom, I couldn't believe it; Isaac was here
and sitting near the back, by the door.  I quickly took the seat next to
him.  When he saw me, he gave me a big smile, and I swear my heart was
beating so hard, that I was sure that he could hear it.  All I could do was
smile back, and it looked like he was blushing a little when I did.  It was
so cute, I just loved it.  The teacher did the roll call thing, and again
all Isaac did was raise his hand, to let the teacher know that he was here.
Then the teacher started talking about what kind of math class this was, it
was just a general math class.  You know, the basics, for the first
semester, and then it would advance on the second semester?  I don't how
these teachers do it, but they can talk and talk.  I wanted to talk to
Isaac, but with the teacher running his mouth, it was impossible.  Yak, yak,
yak...

By now, I was getting a little hungry.  I looked at the clock, and it was
almost lunchtime.  In about ten minutes, I could find out what kind of food
this school had to offer.  When the bell finally rang, I was up and out the
door in a heartbeat.  This time Isaac wasn't going to get by me.  I was
determined to talk to him, and find out more about him.  I wasn't even sure
if he even liked me or not.  I don't even know if he even remembered my name
or not.

When he walked out, he saw me waiting and came over to me.  Again he melted
my heart with that beautiful smile.  I waved and said, hi.  He just kept on
smiling, and then he waved back.  I was pretty hungry, and asked him if he
was going to the cafeteria to get something to eat.  He just smiled and
nodded his head, then he started to walk in the direction of the cafeteria,
and I followed.  He must be very shy, he really doesn't say much.  When we
reached the cafeteria, I asked him if he wanted me to get him a tray, he
just smiled, and nodded his head, and then he handed me a five-dollar bill,
to pay for his lunch.  Lunch was only two dollars, so I got in line with two
trays, and they piled the food on it.  I was surprised at how fast the line
actually moved, and I was ready to pay in no time at all.  After paying, I
quickly spotted Isaac, and we found a place to sit and talk.  I started to
eat and so did Isaac, he must have been hungry too, he was wolfing down his
food just about as fast as I was.  Again, I was surprise that the lunch wasn
't that bad, en fact it was pretty good.  My last school didn't make our
lunches this good, if they did, I might have eaten there more often.

"So, where did you go to school before you came here?" I asked, and then I
took a drink of milk.

He didn't say anything he just smiled.  Then he did some kind of movement
with his hands, and then he smiled again.

"Hi Arren," I heard a girl say, then I saw that it was Tami.

"Oh hi Tami," I said.

"How are the lunches here?  At our old school, they were just a little on
the icky side," she said, sitting down close to me, with her lunch tray.

"Yeah, I know," I said.

Tami started talking, about whatever.  She dominated the rest of lunch.
Asking me all sorts of questions and telling me all about her summer.  I
just wanted her to find someone else to talk to.  I wanted to be with Isaac,
and talk to him, but NO.  Again, there was someone talking and we just sat
there and let her yap away.  The bell rang and Tami was still talking.
Isaac got up and started for the door, with me right behind him, and Tami
still gabbing away.  Tami then asked me what class that I had next, and I
told her it was English.  She seemed a little disappointed, and then told me
that she had biology, and then she said that she'd see me later.  I said
bye, and then she was gone, and so was Isaac.  I couldn't keep my eye on
him, and because he walks so slowly, I thought I'd be able to.  I was
guessing that he needed all the time he could get to make it to his next
class on time.

I made a quick survey of the lunch area, and I couldn't see Isaac anywhere.
'Mental note, kill Tami later,' I said to myself, and then I started for my
English class.  My English class was in room 213, and the teacher is Miss
Williams.  As I walked to my next class, I was hoping that Isaac would be
there.  When I arrived, Isaac wasn't here.  He must have English at a
different time.  I just wished it were this time.

By now, I was starting to get a little bored with school, and I wanted to go
home.  I knew that this teacher would do that boring roll call thing, and
then I would have to listen to her babble about whatever.  I was just
getting tired of listening to other people talk.  Just about all day long, I
wanted to talk to Isaac, but every time I tried, someone else would start
talking about something that I just didn't care about.  When the teacher
told us to say, here, when she read our name.  I just did what Isaac did
when she called my name, I just waved my hand, and then I leaned on it, to
rest my head.  I was starting to get a headache, and all I wanted to do was
rest.  It took forever for the bell to ring, and when it did, I knew I would
have to endure one more long-winded teacher, before I could leave for the
day.

Art, room 109.  At least it wasn't to far from where I am now.  It took me
about one minute to get to my art class, and again, no Isaac.  This really
sucks.  I wanted to talk to him and he's not even here for that.  Okay, this
is the last class of the day, and then I can go home.  In this class, we had
tables to sit at.  The tables were a little low, and we had small stools to
sit on.  The teacher is Mr. Macavoy, and he seems to be a nice man.  All he
did was take a quick roll call, and then he explained the class pretty
quick.  Then he passed out paper and crayons to let all of us draw until the
bell rang.  This was really cool, I just wished Isaac were here to share it
with me.

The bell did ring, and when it did, I walked out and headed for the busses.
I saw the bus that I was suppose to ride home, and headed for it.  But just
before I got on, I took a quick look around, for Isaac.  He was nowhere to
be seen.  I didn't even see that special handicap bus that I knew he would
be taking home.  I got on my bus, with about thirty-five others, and then we
were on our way home.  I was very glad that this day was over.  I'll just
make sure that I get the chance to talk to Isaac tomorrow.

It took almost a forty-five minute drive before the bus dropped me off at
the beginning of our road.  I checked the mailbox, grabbed our mail and head
for home.  When I got home, I put the mail down, and went to my room.  When
I got to my room, I stripped naked, went to the bathroom, used the toilet,
showered and then went back to my room, and laid down on the bed.  What a
day, I was asleep in minutes.

I napped for about an hour before dad came up the stairs to see if I was
home, and okay.  He gently woke me up, and said that mom was making dinner.
I told him I would be down in a few minutes, and then I got out of bed.  Dad
went down stairs, and I put on some shorts.  I didn't feel like putting
anything else on.  I went down the stairs; mom and dad started to ask me all
sorts of questions about my first day of High School.  I told them what I
did and the classes that I had.  Mom wanted to know if I saw anyone from my
old school, I told her yes.  I told them about Tami, and I told them about
what I knew of Isaac.  They thought it was very nice of me to try to make
friends with a new boy, which may need a little more help.  Mom wanted to
know what Isaac thought of High School.  I told her that I really didn't
know what he thought.  I didn't have that much success at talking to him and
also, Isaac seems to be very quiet and shy.  Mom and dad told me to give
Isaac time to get use to the new school, and then he'll open up more.  It
will just take sometime for him to get to know me.

After mom and dad, asked all the questions that they wanted.  I went into
the living room to call Tony.  When he answered the phone, my heart just
jumped a beat.  I missed him.  Tony and I talked for about thirty minutes,
talking about our schools.  Forty miles seemed so far away, and I told him
that I wished that he were here with me.  He said that he wishes that he
were back here too.  Tony said, that their new neighborhood was getting a
little to noisy, and he wanted to move back.  I wanted him back too, but I
doubt that his dad would give up their new rent free house.  It wasn't long,
before he said that he needed to go.  Donna almost had his dinner ready, and
he said that he would call me back in about two hours.  I told him this
would be perfect and that I would have my dinner over with also.

After dinner, Tony called, and I took the call in the kitchen.  This way, I
wouldn't disturb mom or dad while they watched television.  Tony talked all
about his school, and I told him all about mine.  I even told him about the
big DICK physical education coach that I have.  Tony said that his coach,
isn't to bad, and that he already made a few new friends at school.  I told
Tony about Isaac, and he thought it was nice of me to make friends with him.
I told Tony that I'm not friends with him, yet, but I'm working on it.  I
told him that today was very hectic, and I really couldn't even talk to him.
Tony said, that I should try a little harder, and try to avoid Tami at the
same time.  He told me that he saw Tami doing a little marijuana once.  He
said, that he saw her and a few of her friends smoking it once behind the
cafeteria at our old school.  Tony told me that she was doing it at the time
I was at home, after our accident.  This is probably why I didn't see her
smoking it.  I wasn't there.

Tony and I made plans to see each other this weekend.  He said that his
mother is bored with the house already, and wants to come down for a visit.
I told mom and dad this, and mom told me to tell them that they can stay
with us for the night.  Mom wouldn't have it any other way.  Tony was
extremely happy, and he said that his mom was thankful.  Tony said, that she
has been working on the house almost everyday sense they moved, and she
needed a break.  I could hardly wait for Friday evening, so that I could
hold my best friend.  I knew that Tony was happy too.  I could hear it in
his voice.  I was glad that he was happy for once.  He just seemed to so
down sense he moved.

After talking with Tony and getting ready for bed.  I thought about
tomorrow.  If I stay where the bus drops me off in the morning, then I could
wait and talk with Isaac.  That is, if I arrived at school first.  I don't
know where Isaac lives or how far away from the school he is, or even, how
long he has to ride that special bus.  I know that he doesn't live anywhere
around here, because I've never seen him before.  I'll ask him tomorrow when
I see him.  So many things were going through my mind, Tony, Isaac and
school.  I picked up my book, and read until I fell asleep.

Tuesday, the next morning, I did what I had to do in the bathroom, had
breakfast, and then I was standing out by our mailbox waiting for the bus.
I didn't have long to wait, and then we were on our way.  The bus stopped
two more times to pick up about seven more kids, before we arrived at the
school.  I did what I told myself that I was going to do, I waited for that
special bus, with the handicap kids on it.  I waited about five minutes
before I saw it coming into the parking lot.  It pulled up, and the first
kid off was Isaac.  I think that the bus driver thought it would be easier
to let him off first.  Then she could help the kids with the wheelchairs, on
that lift gate thing.

When Isaac was off the bus, he started walking for our first period class.
Then he saw me, and just about killed me with that smile of his.  He walked
over to me, and I said hi, he just waved and smiled.  I asked him if he
remembered me from yesterday, and I told him my name again.  All he did was
nod his head, and then he smiled again.  Boy, this kid doesn't talk much.
Then I asked him if he liked that bus he was just on; he just shook his
head, no.  Well, at least I had the time to get to know him, but he wasn't
doing much to help me out.  There were some benches near us, and I asked him
if he want to sit.  Our first period class wasn't too far, and when the bell
would ring.  We could be there in a minute or so.  Isaac just nodded and
walked to the bench and sat down.  He was sitting just a little funny,
because of his leg braces.

"So, how do you like school so far?"  I asked him, looking into his
beautiful dark eyes.  All he did was shrug his shoulders, like, I don't know
yet, and then he smiled.  "Is everything okay?  I didn't do something to
upset you, did I?"

Isaac got a look on his beautiful face, that said that he was sorry, and
then he quickly shook his head, no.  Then he did something with his hands.
Something was not right, and I think that it wasn't with me, but with Isaac.
But what?  Isaac continued to move his hands, like he wanted me to see
something.  I didn't understand what he was trying to do, and then he
reached into his pocket for something.  He pulled out a notepad and a
pencil.  He started to write something on it.  I think I was beginning to
understand.  I think Isaac couldn't talk.  Then he handed me a little piece
of paper.  On the paper, it said.

"I'm sorry, but I can't speak.  You didn't do anything to upset me," he
wrote.  Then he smiled.

"I'm so sorry that I didn't see it yesterday, Isaac," I said.  "It was just
a little chaotic, you know."

"Yes, it was," he wrote.  "But I can speak with my hands."

"Do you mean, sign language?"  I asked.  He nodded his head, yes.  "Can you
hear okay?"  I asked.

"Yes, I can hear everything you say, I'm not deaf," he wrote.

"I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry if I said anything wrong," I said.

He smiled, and then he patted me gently on the shoulder, and then he wrote.
"You didn't say anything wrong.  You just didn't know."

"Well, I know now, and I'll try to help you in anyway that I can," I said,
with a big smile on my face.  He smiled too, and just then captured my
heart.

The bell rang, and I helped Isaac to his feet.  He does have firm grip, and
very soft hands, to go with that beautiful smile.  We walked together, and
talked.  Well I talked, and he just listened and kept smiling.  We got to
our biology class and sat in the same places that we did yesterday.  Mr.
Bennett, today had a teacher's assisted, her name is Miss. Gleason.  Mr.
Bennett said that she would be in this class for the rest of the school
year.  He also told us, that she would be doing the roll call, and after
awhile, she would learn our names.  After that we wouldn't have to keep
saying, here, everyday.  I'm sure this would happen with all of my classes
eventually.

For today, Mr. Bennett started our very first lesson for his class.  He had
Miss. Gleason pass out an envelope to each student in the class.  Inside
were some diagrams of the human skeleton, and then he went in this small
room, that was behind the black board, and came out with a human skeleton on
wheels.  He rolled this thing right out into the middle, front part of the
room, so that everyone could see it.

He then told all of us, that we were going to learn each and every bone in
the human body.  This class is so cool, I'm just glad that Isaac is here
with me.  I still wish that Tony was here also, but I'm at least somewhat
happy that I have a new friend here.  Mr. Bennett said that we were going to
start at the top, and go all the way to the bottom.  He went to the black
board, and wrote the word, cranium, on it.  Then he walked over to the
skeleton, and put his right hand, on top of the head of the skeleton, and
told us what he just wrote down.  He called the top of the skull, the
cranium.  Then he told everyone in the room to say the word, loudly.  He
said that we needed to hear ourselves say it, so that we would always know
what it was.  Boy, this teacher is so neat.  Everyone said the word, except
for Isaac, who I think signed it with his hands.  Then Mr. Bennett told us
to write the word down on the line that was near the picture of the
skeleton.  He told us to put it on the right line, so that we wouldn't get
confused about what it was.  He didn't want us to mislabel something, so he
had Miss. Gleason go around the room, to check everyone.  There were just a
few little mistakes, but nothing that couldn't be fixed with an eraser.

It seemed that this class was over before it even started.  I was really
getting into it.  I liked how we were learning the names of the bones, and
their function.  Just before the class ended, Mr. Bennett had Miss. Gleason
pass out permission slips, and then he told us that if we wanted to learn
about the reproductive system.  We would have to have this slip sign by a
parent or guardian.  I wanted to learn everything that Mr. Bennett could
teach, so I was going to have mom or dad sign it, as soon as possible.

The bell rang, and I helped Isaac to feet again.  He seemed to really like
the way that I was helping and just kept melting my heart with that
beautiful smile of his.  We walked together, for about thirty seconds or so,
until Tami saw me.  'Oh great,' I thought.  She said hello, and I told her
that I was running a little late, and that I was helping a friend out, and
didn't have the time to talk to much.  She said that she would see me again
at lunch, and then we could talk more.  'You mean, so that you could talk
more,' I said to myself.  She said good bye, and hurried off, I continued to
walk with Isaac.

"Who was that girl?"  Isaac wrote on a piece of paper, and then handing it
to me.

I told Isaac as much as I could before we got to our next class.  He seemed
to understand, and then we sat in the same seats that we sat in yesterday.
Mr. Shannon started his class, and we did a few things today.  When the bell
rang, I helped Isaac up, and asked him what his next class was.  He wrote
down, that he was going to the library, for his next class.  I thought this
was a little strange, and asked him why.  He wrote that he would tell me at
lunch.  I said okay, and I watched him slowly walk off towards the direction
of the library.  I then went to my next class, physical education, and our
coach, Mr. Dildo Head.  Most of the other boys, just call him a big DICK.  I
have to emit that this does suit him pretty good.  Some of the boys already
had gym clothes, and changed into them, but none of the freshman class had
any.  I wouldn't have mine until today.  Mom said that she would get them
for me, and I would be able to change into them tomorrow.  Today, Coach
Dildo Head, took all of us in the back, and assigned us gym lockers.  Sense
there were more boys then lockers, we had to share a locker with another
boy.  The coach pared up all of us, and that would be our partner for the
year.  My locker partner is David Jorgenson.  He is a nice looking boy about
as tall as I am.  He seems very nice, and he doesn't like the coach.  I
asked him, who does, and he just laughed.  I think I just made another new
friend.

After physical education was over, I hurried over to my Math class.  I was
there before Isaac, but only by a minute.  He smiled when he saw me waiting
for him.  Again we sat in the same places that we did the day before.  The
teacher passed out the math books that we would be using for the semester,
and then he started teaching.  Isaac was just trying to figure out what the
teacher was trying to explain.  The book has seventy skills in it, and the
first skill was place and value of each number.  I understood the lesson,
but Isaac didn't quite understand, so I helped him out.  Mr. Bonomini didn't
seem to mind that I was helping him, and continued to help other students
with the first skill.  At the end of class, Isaac understood what I was
talking about.  Now he knew the place and value of each number.

The bell rang, and again, I helped Isaac to his feet.  We went to the
cafeteria, and once again I got him a tray, and then we sat pretty far in
the back.  I did this, so that Tami wouldn't find us, and babble all through
lunch.  We ate pretty fast, and then we left the cafeteria, again the food
wasn't that bad.  We made our way towards the library, because there were
some trees to sit under.  We found a pretty quite place to sit, and then
Isaac gave me a sheet of paper.  He wrote something on it.  I read it.

(NOTE: This is the original letter that Isaac gave me, and I still have it,
even today.  I just reproduced it here for the story.  Okay, I tweaked with
the spelling, but just a little.)

"I go to the library, because this school wont let me have a physical
education class because of my disability.  Besides, there is a sign language
teacher in the library, to teach the kids how to sign.  I'm not the only one
that has to learn how to sign.  There are seven other kids that are learning
too.

When I was nine years old, I was involved in an accident, which put me in
the hospital for two years of my life.  A big rig truck crashed into our
house, killing my dog, and seriously injuring me.  No one else was hurt, but
me.  I don't even remember the accident that did this to me.  I don't even
remember anything before the accident.  All I remember, after a little over
a year in a coma, is starting to wake up in the convalescent hospital.  When
I woke, I was blind, deaf, and I couldn't speak or even walk.  After I
started to wake, it took almost a week to get my eyesight back.  The doctors
told my parents that I might never hear or walk again.  After about a month,
they started to teach me sign language, so they could at least understand me
a little.  It took eight months to get my hearing back, and by this time I
was walking a little.  It's been a hard fight, that I'm going to win."

This is where the letter ended.  I just hugged Isaac's small little body
into my side, and then I told him what happened to me, a little over a year
ago.  He couldn't believe it, and then he just smiled at me.  I asked him,
if he had any memories at all, of his life, before he woke up.  Isaac just
shook his head, no.  He wrote, on his notepad, that he doesn't even remember
his mom, dad, brother or even his sisters.  He doesn't even remember the dog
that was killed.  He said that his mom told him, that he and the dog were
inseparable.

"I'm so sorry Isaac," I said.  "I do know a little about what you went
through.  It took me a long time to recover after my accident."

"I'm getting better everyday," he wrote.

"I hope that someday, you can throw your crutches away," I said.  "I wanted
to smash mine, but my mom and dad told me not to.  I still have them, in the
back of my closet."

"I still have the wheelchair that they gave me in the hospital," he wrote.

"I had to use a wheelchair, when they wheeled me out of the hospital," I
said.  "I didn't want to use it, but my dad just told me to sit in it, so we
could go home.  I wanted to leave the hospital so bad, I just hated it."

"I still would like to push my chair over a cliff," he wrote, and then he
gave me a big cute smile.  I just loved it.

All to soon, the bell rang, and I asked Isaac, what class he had next.  He
wrote that he had an art class, then he wrote that his last class was
English.  It was just the opposite of what I had.  I wanted him in all of my
classes, so I could look into his beautiful dark eyes, all the time.  I'm
not sure if Isaac felt the same way, but I do know that he liked me, and
that was a nice feeling.

Isaac and I walked together as far as we could, then I went to my class and
he went to his.  I had this weird feeling inside of me, knowing that I
wouldn't see Isaac again today.  Maybe, if I waited by the busses, then I
could see him, just one more time today.  I would try and see him if I
could.

After the last class of the day for me, I quickly zipped over to where the
busses were parked.  I looked for Isaac, but I didn't see him.  I wasn't
sure where his English class was, but if it was the same room that I went
to.  Then I would be able to see him in a minute or so.  I waited as long as
I could, but still no Isaac.  I headed for my bus, and got on, still looking
for him, nothing.  My bus started its engine, and pulled out of the parking
lot.  This seemed to hurt more then I thought it would.  I was wondering if
Isaac was looking for me right now.  I'll ask him tomorrow when I see him.
These busses, are pains in the butt.  I wish I had a car like Ronald did,
when he was in high school.

On the way home, I thought to myself, that I should have gotten Isaac phone
number.  Then it hit me; he wouldn't be able to talk on the phone.  'Smart
Arren, really smart,' I said to myself.

The bus dropped me off and I got the mail, and hurried home.  I did this for
two reasons.  First, I had to go to the bathroom, and second, I wanted a
snack.  When I got home, I did what I had to do in the bathroom, and then
went to the kitchen for some cookies and milk.  It was still summer, and it
was pretty warm out, so I thought I'd go for a little swim.  Once in the
back yard, I strip naked and jumped in the pool.  The water was nice, and I
wished that Tony were here with me.  But now I wish that Isaac were here
also.  I know that Tony would like Isaac very much, and I'm sure Isaac would
like Tony.  Maybe, one of these days, all of us could get together for a
pool party or something.

That evening, mom and dad asked me about the new friend that I told them
about the day before.  Mom was a little surprised that I would make a friend
with someone with such a disability.  Dad didn't seem surprised at all.  He
seemed to be pleased that I was making friends with Isaac.  He even
encouraged me to keep trying to help him as much as possible.  I told them
that I would try, but only if I wasn't intruding in his life.  I didn't want
him to start disliking me, because, I thought he was helpless, and he wasn'
t.  I'm sure he didn't mind me helping him the way that I did, and I didn't
want him to become dependent on me for everything.  I'm sure that Isaac
likes his independents, and only welcomes a little help every now and again.
I know that I did, when I was trying to recoup, after my ordeal.  Then I
asked mom or dad to sign my permission slip for school.  Dad signed it for
me, and I gave him a hug, and said thanks.

After dinner, I called Tony, and I told him everything that I knew about
Isaac.  Tony was happy that I was making new friends, and he said that he
would like to meet him someday.  I mention that maybe; all of us could get
together for a pool party or something.  He seemed pleased about this, but
didn't know when we could all get together.  I asked if everything was still
okay for this weekend.  Tony told me, that his mom still wanted to come
down, and that he was looking forward to it also.  Then he asked me, if I
think that Isaac would like to come over for the weekend.  I told Tony, in a
quiet voice, that I didn't tell Isaac about us, and, about what we like to
do in private.  Tony said that he understood, and let it drop.  We said our
good byes, for now, and said we would see each other this weekend.  I know
that Tony still wanted to come back here, and I wanted him home also.

Wednesday, the next morning, after the school bus dropped me off, I waited
for Isaac's bus to arrive.  It showed about four or five minutes later.  I
could see Isaac eyes just lit up when he saw me waiting for him.  He gave me
a super cute smile, and my heart just skipped a beat when he did.  I went up
to him, and asked him he wanted to sit or start walking to our first period
class.  He signed that he wanted to go to our class.  I think that I'm
starting to understand him, but just a little.  I think, that if I really
want to understand him.  I think, that I'm going to have to learn a second
language, sign language, that is.  I'll look into this as soon as I can.

When we got to our class, Mr. Bennett was already there.  He was doing some
paper work, and just smiled and asked us how we were doing.  Isaac signed
something, that Mr. Bennett and I didn't understand.  Then Isaac went to the
black board, and wrote, "I'm fine today.  How are you?"

"Just fine, Isaac," Mr. Bennett said.  "I see that you have made a new
friend."

"Yes," Isaac wrote on the black board.  "Arren is very nice, and helps me
out."

"Mr. Bennett?"  I asked.

"Yes Arren," he said.

"Are you going to give us text books?"  I asked.  "You know, for your
 class."

"No I'm not," he said.  "That's because, everything that I teach, doesn't
come out of a book.  I teach the old fashion way.  I teach from my heart,
and you can't get any better then that."

"Thank you sir," I said.

"Do you still know the names of the bones that we talked about yesterday?"
He asked.

"Yes sir," I said, and then I named the bones that he taught us so far.

"That's very good Arren," he said.  "But that's only the beginning, theirs a
lot more to learn, and we are going to learn them all, each and every one of
them.  Then we are going to learn the muscles, the heart, blood vessels and
even dissect a frog."

"Cool," was all I could say.

"You say that now," he said.  "But, we'll find out how many brave students
are in this class, when we start asking for your blood."  Then he smiled
big.

"Our blood?"  I asked.  "What do you mean, our blood?"

"Were going to do Blood typing," he said.  "Usually we find out how many
kids can go through with it.  You'll be surprised at how many big strong
boys start to get a little queasy."  Then he started to laugh a little,
maniacally.  Then the bell rang.  "Okay, enough for now.  Go ahead, and take
your seats, boys," he said.

I helped Isaac, and then I sat next to him.  After the roll call, Mr.
Bennett asked the students, how many brought back their permission slips.
There were a few kids, including Isaac and me.  Everyone one that had one
gave it to Mr. Bennett.  Then we started to learn the names of more bones of
the body.  I think that I'm starting to love this class.  It is just so
cool.  Isaac liked the class also.  Every time I looked at him, he was just
all smiles and would sign the name of the bone, after Mr. Bennett told us
what it was.  Again, this class just flew by.  Then Isaac and I were on our
way to the next class.  This class went by fast too, and then Isaac went to
the library, and I went to PE, where Mr. Dildo Head was waiting (did I
mention, that I don't like this guy, and a lot of the other kids didn't
either, okay, all of them?).  When I arrived, I didn't see one kid in our
freshman class, that changed into his gym clothes, so I didn't bother.  I
just put them in the locker that David and I would share.  And then returned
to the gym where the rest of the boys were.

After gym was over, I hurried over to our math class, and this time Isaac
was waiting for me.  It was just so cute, and I just love that smile of his.
Today in math, Mr. Bonomini, wanted us to learn, rounding of numbers.  This
was skill two, and we could do this skill, if we finished skill one from
yesterday.  There were a few students that didn't finish skill one, but it
didn't take them that much longer, and then they moved onto skill two.
Isaac was doing pretty good, and this time he understood the skill, and didn
't need my help.  Like the last time, I understood this skill, and had it
done in no time at all.  Well, it took sometime to finish it, but you know
what I mean.

Oh boy, lunchtime.  When the bell rang, Isaac and I made our way over to the
cafeteria.  Now, you don't have to eat in the cafeteria if you don't want to
in this school.  The school also has a snack bar, and some of the locals
fast food places around this little city, will cater their food to the
school.  I've already notices that a lot of the kids swarm to the snack bar
more then they eat in the cafeteria.  But today, the cafeteria was serving
spaghetti and meatballs.  I don't know about the rest of the world, but I
hate spaghetti and meatballs.  I almost begged Isaac if he would please eat
out in the snack bar.  He was more then happy to do so, when he saw some of
the kids walking by with the trays, with that garbage on it.  It seemed to
leave a weird smell in here also, and we quickly left the cafeteria.  I then
asked Isaac what he wanted, and he wrote that he would like, pizza, that was
supplied by a local restaurant.

After eating we made our way back to the same place that we sat yesterday.
I asked Isaac, why, at the end of school, why he wasn't at the parking lot
where the busses were.  He wrote, that the bus that he takes makes a stop at
another school, before it comes to our school.  So it takes it longer for it
to show up.  Isaac wrote that he hates that bus, but said that he had to
take it because of his disability.  This is why he doesn't come to the
parking lot.  Then he asked me, do I walk to school, or ride a bike.  He
asked, because, I'm always there before him.  I told him that I take the
bus, because I live to far away.  He seemed a little surprised about this,
and I asked him why.  He wrote that he thought that I walked or rode a bike,
because I was in such good shape.  I just blushed when he wrote that, and
then he smiled at me again.  When he did that, I almost kissed him.  I want
to so bad, but I wasn't sure if he would get upset with me, and stop being
my friend.  I wanted a friend, more then I wanted him to be my lover.  But
that thought did cross my mind, a few times.  Especially, every time he
would smile at me.

As Isaac and I were getting to know each other, I asked him if he could
teach me how to read his signs.  He just smiled, and once again, it took all
of my strength to hold myself back.  I wanted to kiss his beautiful little
face, all over.  Then he patted me on my shoulder, and took a little book
out of his pocket.  It was a book about sign language.  He gave it to me,
and I was more then happy to take it.  I told him that I would read it a
soon as possible, but I asked him if he could also teach me.  He just
smiled, and nodded his head, yes.  Then he began to teach me.  Isaac showed
me everything that he could teach me in the time that we had left.  The bell
rang, and I told him that I would be at the busses and I would look for him.
Again, he gave me a smile that I wanted to kiss him for.  We walked to our
next class, and separated then he went to his art class, and I went to
English.

At the end of the day, I was looking for Isaac, and didn't have long to
wait.  That smile was on that beautiful face of his when he saw me.  I
hurried over to him, and talked for as long as I could, before the bus was
ready to leave.  I told him that I would read the book, and then he could
test me on what I've learned.  He signed, okay, that I understood, and then
I got on the bus.  Isaac watched and waved as we drove away.  I wanted to
stay with him, and talk and learn more about his life, and I wanted to tell
him all about me.  Tomorrow, he'll be surprised about how much I'm going to
learn out of that book he gave me.  I read it all the way home, and walking
up the road to my house, after dinner, and I read it until I fell asleep
that night.  I started reading it again the next morning at breakfast.  I
was hoping that I was learning something.  We'll see, when I get to school,
and Isaac let's me know.

Thursday, and I was up and out of bed.  I used the toilet, used the shower
and went down stairs to eat.  Mom was finishing the breakfast dishes, which
dad used before he and grandpa went out to the orchard.  Mom asked how
things were going at school, and wanted to know how things were between
Isaac and me.  I told her that he gave me the book to learn how to sign, and
that he was teaching me also.  She seemed happy about this, but it looked
like she wanted to ask me something, but she didn't.  I was going to say
something about it, but I looked at the kitchen wall clock, and it was time
to catch the bus in a few minutes.  I said good bye, and went out the door
and up the road to wait for the bus.

This time Isaac and I arrived at the school at about the same time.  His bus
was right behind mine, but I was able to get off of mine faster, so I was
still waiting for him.  His smile was all I needed to see to make me the
happiest kid in school.  Today he was wearing some very nice clothes, and
they looked to be made out of some very soft cloth.  He signed something
that I didn't quite get.  I asked him to repeat it a little slower.  This
time I understood most of it.

He signed, "Good morning Arren, how are you?"

"I'm fine," I said, he smiled.  "I think I'm beginning to understand you a
little.  I'll keep trying, if you help me that is."

He smiled again, and it was super hard to keep myself from just taking him
in my arms, and kissing him all day.  I really want to kiss him, super bad.
I just love that cute little face of his and those beautiful dark eyes.  He
just kept smiling at me, like he was planing something.  I know I don't know
him that entirely well, but just the way he was smiling and he had this look
in his beautiful eyes.  It just said that he was going to do something, but
I didn't know what.  I'm sure I'll find out whatever it is, sooner or later.

We made our way to our first period class, and Isaac taught me signs, until
the bell rang.  Mr. Bennett was watching too.  I think he would like to
learn sign language also, Miss. Gleason was also watching, and I think she
was learning faster then Mr. Bennett.  When the class started, we went back
to work on learning the bones of the body.  Before I knew it, the bell rang,
and all of the kids flooded for the door.  Isaac and I just waited, until it
was clear, before we made our way out.

Second period went pretty fast also, and then we were on our way out the
door.  This time when we were out in the hall.  Isaac went a slightly
different way.  He wasn't going to the library, and I didn't have the time
to ask him where he was going.  I'll ask him at our fourth period math
class.

I made my way to PE, and still all of the boys in this class didn't change
into gym clothes, although, we didn't have to, until Tuesday.  Coach Dildo
Head (Mills) was on a rampage for some reason.  He wasn't happy that none of
us changed, and was going to make everyone of us run laps until the bell.
There were two boys that refused to run and coach Dildo Head just gave them
detention.  This didn't go over to well with them and then it got really
ugly.  The two boys started to cuss out the coach, and this brought on the
hatred of even more boys that started to refuse to run.  It took about a
minute, and most of the boys told him that they were not going to run or
even do anything he said.  This really pissed off the coach, and now he was
screaming at all of us, and cussing at the top of his lungs.  This instantly
got the attention of the other coaches, and this made them run over to where
coach Mills was having his tantrum.

I don't know which one of the other coaches did it, but one of them sent
someone to inform the principle of the school, and he was here in a
heartbeat.  The coach was still screaming at us, and a lot of the boys were
screaming at him.  The other coaches were trying to calm things down, but it
was the principle that was the one who brought back the order.  He wanted to
know what happen, and he wanted to know RIGHT NOW!  And he meant it.  Then
coach Mills started to yell at the principle, as to what happen and the
principle just told him to calm down.  This didn't sit to well with him, and
then the principle told him to leave the gym, and wait in his office (the
principles office, that is).  This really pissed off the coach, and he left
the gym, cussing, ranting and raving all the way out of the gym.  Four days
at school, and already, people are in trouble; this was kind of neat.  I
just sat back and watched all this happen, and just kept my mouth shut.  My
locker partner, David, did the same thing, and about three others kids did
too.

The principle gave all of us a big lecture, and told us that we were not in
any trouble.  He kept talking until the bell rang, and then he told us to
head for our next class.  He also said that we would be talking about this
tomorrow, and told us not to worry about what happen.  Then he let all of us
go, including all of the other kids in the gym.  I heard the principle ask
the other coaches to take over coach Mills classes as I was leaving the gym.
I would have a lot to tell Isaac when I get to my math class.

Word of what happen spread like wild fire.  There were a couple of kids in
this class that were in my gym class, and were telling Mr. Bonomini what
happen.  All of the other kids couldn't believe it, and I heard some of the
other boys that weren't in my gym class, but had the same freshman coach,
thought it was great.  They didn't like Mr. Dildo Head either, and said, it
couldn't of happen to a nicer guy.  I didn't have to tell Isaac anything; he
was listening with great interest.  After about ten minutes, Mr. Bonomini
told us that it was time to get back to our class work.  All of us started
to get back to work, and things were starting to get back to normal.

Today, Isaac and I had lunch in the cafeteria.  The food wasn't that bad and
then we were out the door.  I saw Tami having lunch with some new friends
she made, and she didn't see me leaving with Isaac.  Isaac continued to
teach me signs, and I think I was getting a little better.  I know I have a
long way to go, but I'm determined to understand him.

When the bell rang, Isaac and I walked together, until it was time to go our
separate ways.  When we got to the point, that I knew we were going leave
each other.  Isaac didn't turn to go to his art class.  He just smiled at
me, and kept walking with me.  I asked him why he wasn't going to his art
class, and he just showed me a transfer slip.  Isaac switched his art class
with his English class.  I couldn't believe this; Isaac is now in all but
one of my classes.  This was the greatest thing that could have happen to
me.  I couldn't help myself any longer, and just gave Isaac a hug.  I just
hug him into my shoulder, but it was nice, never the less.  I wanted to kiss
him, but I had to hold myself back, to keep me from doing it.  Isaac's
clothes were very soft, and I almost wished that I had clothes like these.
I asked him why he changed his classes, and he wrote that it would be easier
for him to catch his bus.  He said the he wouldn't have to walk all that
much, and our freshman counselor just gave him the transfer.

When we arrived in our English class, Miss. Williams looked at Isaac's
transfer slip, and wrote something down in a book.  Then she told Isaac to
sit anywhere he liked.  Isaac sat next to me.  This was really neat, and I
was beginning to think that Isaac liked me more then I thought.  I was glad
that he liked me, but I'm not sure if he did it for other reasons.  I just
hope that I don't disappoint him, and he ends up hating me.  I think that
would crush me, and I don't want to loose another friend.

The last class of the day, and Isaac and I walked together, and I tried to
show him what signs that I've learned.  He would smile when I got it right,
and he would make a really cute funny face when I got it wrong, which was
most of the time.  When we arrived in our art class, we heard some kids
talking, that coach Mills, was sent home until further notice.  'Good
riddance,' I thought.  He was such a crotchety old geezer, which needs a
little more summer vacation, maybe even retirement.  Anyway, Isaac showed
Mr. Macavoy his transfer slip, and he said that he was glad that he wasn't
sick or something, because he wasn't in his class last period.  After he
wrote something down in his book, Isaac sat right next to me, closer then I
though he would.  I just loved it, and then we started the class.

Art class went pretty fast, and then it was time to catch the bus.  Isaac
and I waited as long as we could before I had to board the bus.  Isaac waved
as my bus drove away, and I just wished that I could have stayed with him.
I'm not sure how long he has to wait for his bus, and I wish that I could
drive, so that I could take him home.  Not that bus he hates so much.  Then
something occurred to me.  I'm fifteen years old, and I can get a driver
license when I'm sixteen.  I'll ask dad if he will show me how to drive when
I next see him.  If I get my license, then I'll ask Ronald if I could either
borrow or buy his truck from him.  Maybe, even rent it from him.  I'll have
to wait and see.

That evening at dinner, I told mom and dad about what happen today at school
with the coach.  Dad was not a happy man.  En fact, he was pretty mad, and
then he asked me if I was involved in the incident.  I reassured him that I
was not, in any way, a part of what happen today.  When I told dad that, he
knew right away that I was not lying to him or mom.  He said that he and mom
were going to the school tomorrow, and they are going to find out if that
coach is going to be teaching anymore.  I then decided to hold off on asking
dad about the driving lessons.  Maybe, I'll talk to him about it next week.
I was thinking about calling Tony and telling him what happen, but he would
be here tomorrow evening, and I'll tell him then.

Friday, this was the last day of school, and then I could start, hopefully,
a nice weekend.  I forgot that Monday was Labor Day, so school wont start
back up until Tuesday.  This would give Tony and me, a few days to have a
lot of fun in the sun.  Swimming naked all day long, Bar-B-Q's and just
having a great time.  I was looking forward to it, but I still wished that
Isaac could come over for the fun.  I would ask him, but I'm not going to
push him into something that he may not want to do.  I'll just play it by
ear, and see what happens.  I'm hoping for the best.

After breakfast, mom and dad were ready to go.  All of us drove to the
school, and we could see that we weren't the only ones that wanted the talk
the school board.  There were about one hundred fifty parents here, and they
didn't look happy.  Dad told me to just go about my normal routine, and they
'll talk to me tonight.  I gave them both hugs, and went to find Isaac.  I
knew that I was here, way before Isaac, and I decided to wait for him in the
parking lot.  His bus showed up about fifteen minutes later, and he had that
beautiful smile on his super cute face.

We made our way to our biology class, but the door was locked, and Mr.
Bennett wasn't anywhere around.  Isaac wanted to go by the library and get
another book for me.  He wrote that where was a good book to learn more
about signing, so we started to head for the library.  When we approached
the area, where the library was.  We couldn't get anywhere close to it,
because, the school board was using it for a meeting.  Isaac and I just sat,
until the bell rang, then we made our way back to our class.  All of the
classrooms were closed, and we didn't know when we were going to be able to
enter.  Then Miss. Gleason came by and opened the door.  She said that all
of the teachers are going to be at the school board meeting for awhile, and
she said that we had a free period.  This was great, but I really like this
class, and I wanted to learn more about the bones.  Isaac wrote that he
would teach me more signs, and this got the attention of a lot of the other
kids after a few minutes of him teaching me.

Miss. Gleason thought that Isaac could be the teacher for this class today,
and asked him if he could show the class how to sign.  I thought that Isaac
would be to scared to do it, but he was happy to show us a few signs until
the bell.  Miss. Gleason had Isaac sit on the front desk, and then he
started to show the class a few basic signs.  He showed everyone how to do
the alphabet and a few other things.  The bell rang before we were ready,
but it was still a nice learning experience.  We made our way to our next
class, but the door was locked.  Class was over for today, and then Isaac
and I went back to the library to see if any of the teachers were going to
come out, and finish the school day.  The meeting was still going strong,
and we could hear some of the parents yelling, and we knew that second
period was a bust.  Isaac showed me more signs, until the bell.

Third period, my PE class.  The meeting was still going on, and I didn't
even bother to go to the gym.  I just sat with Isaac, and he continued to
show me how to read his signs.  About half way threw the period the meeting
was adjourned.  All of the parents came out of the library and headed for
their cars, and the teachers headed for their classrooms.  I didn't see mom
or dad, and I didn't even see coach Mills.  There must have been about two
hundred parents and teachers in the library, and with all of the other kids
roaming around too, I couldn't see anyone that I knew.  Isaac and I just
waited for the bell.

When the bell rang, Isaac and I went to our fourth period class.  Mr.
Bonomini was in his class.  Isaac and I took our seats, and he just told us
to just read or finish any of the skills that we didn't finish the day
before.  Then he sat down at his desk, like he was lost in thought.  I knew
that something didn't go right at the meeting, and I was going to ask Mr.
Bonomini about it, but just kept quiet instead, until the bell.

At lunch, the school was still a little weird, and most of the kids were
talking about what happen.  Most of the kids were trying to get information,
but it didn't seem that there were to many people talking about it.  The
teachers were keeping things pretty much to themselves, and not saying a
word.  I know that mom and dad were there and they would tell me about it
tonight.  I decided not to worry about now, and have lunch with my new
friend.  Today, Isaac, wanted to eat outside, and wrote that he would like
something from the snack bar.  I thought this was a good idea, and asked him
what he wanted.  Today, he wanted a cheeseburger and fries.  I thought this
was an excellent choice and went to get it.  We ate under some trees that
were close by, and after lunch, we just hung out and talked and signed.
Well, I talked and he signed.

The bell did its thing, and we were on our way to the last two classes of
the day.  I asked Isaac what he was going to do for the three-day weekend,
and he just shrugged his shoulder like he didn't have any plans.  I asked
him if he wanted to come over to my house for a pool party, and a Bar-B-Q.
I told him that I had a good friend coming over for the weekend, and all of
us could have a great time.  He signed that he probably couldn't do it this
weekend.  Then he singed that he would like to someday and then thanked me
for asking him.

After school was over for the day.  I waited as long as I could before I had
to leave.  Isaac waved as we drove away, and I was just wishing that he
could have come over for the weekend.  I'll ask him over again someday, and
then we can have a nice time.

When I got home, mom and dad were there.  I asked them about what happen at
the school meeting today.  They told me that there were a lot of angry
parents that didn't like a teacher getting into a cussing match with a bunch
of kids.  This didn't sit to well with the school board either.  Coach Mills
was up for retirement in three years.  So the school board gave him the
opportunity to take an early retirement, or face possible dismissal and
loosing his pension.  Coach Mills, is no longer Coach Mills.  He is just,
plane old ordinary Mr. Mills now.  I'm sorry for what happen, but in a way,
I'm glad that he gone.  Not one kid in my gym class liked the old geezer.
And from what I heard.  A lot of other kids didn't like him either.  I just
hope that they get someone nicer then Mr. Dildo Head.  If not, we might have
more problems in the future.

Mom started to prepare dinner for a Bar-B-Q, and I went up stairs to get
cleaned up, for Tony's arrival in an hour or so.  I tidied up the bedroom,
and then went down stairs to wait from my best friend.  Dad went out side,
and was doing something with the pool.  I think, he was checking the
chlorine levels, and skimming the leaves out of it.  I was just on pins and
needles waiting for Tony, and then I saw their car coming down the driveway.
I knew that this was going to be a wonderful weekend.

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This is the conclusion of Chapter 13 - Another Interesting Meeting