Chapter 3 : 1340

Julio stepped into class 1340, the wooden door was a prelude to what the class was; the hardwood floors, the teacher's cluttered desk, the black board. They were all stained in the same tone as the door was. He was one of the first in class, had it not been for a few others, his entry into the room wouldnt have been as awkward as it was. after reaching a desk near the front and center, he sat down on the cold plastic of the chair, the creak of the old hardwood floor made the two girls near the back of the room smirk.

a feminine voice from behind the stack of paper that littered the teacher's desk startled Julio, "This building is old, very very old. it's been built at the start of the first world war, and it's been standing since, this room that you are in, ladies and gentlemen, was one of the first to have been occupied. many would-be writers have passed, and failed, in this class since." it said.

The teacher emerged from her desk and started walking towards Julio, she looked italian, or portugese, around late 30's, wore square glasses that hung on the tip of her pointy nose, her hair gathered up into a neat bun. "I'm Mrs. Marson, and if you are here for English 10, you should be abel to point out your name on this list..." she revited in a bored, rehearsed manner as she dropped the clipboard on Julio's desk. he pointed on his name.

"Julio Vincente?" she asked.
"Yes, i received a note about you this morning, your the new kid from the middle east right?" she asked again, before Julio could answer the first question.
"Yes ma'am. that would be me." Julio replied.
"that's wierd no accent whatsoever." she mumbled to herself loud enough for the two girls behind him to hear.
Julio felt the pang of insult in her words. doubled by the laughter the girls chorused in unison behind him.
"well you didnt really expect me to have an arabic accent on me now do you?" Julio asked.
Mrs. Marson raised her eyebrow keeping her ever peircing stare on Julio. " hmp, smart guy" she thought.
"Well you're most certainly going to like it here, provided that you can keep up, this curriculum is based on free writing you know." Marson said, walking away from Julio's desk.
"then i Will enjoy it here madame." Julio said, confidence filling his voice.
A smirk formed on Mrs. Marson's face as she turned her back to the students and faced the balck board.

a girl entered classroom 1340, the same girl that Julio's cousin stole the appointment from. Julio wanted to cover up, to hope that she wouldnt notice him, fearing that she still might be angry. but then he remembered that he wasnt in dubai anymore, he wasnt the nerd anymore, he was free to form his reputation once again. and Julio decided to start doing that with this angel. He caught her eye a few steps into the class, and the look on her face, surprised Julio if anything. she was, smiling at him.

"Hey there, Mr. Jackass who stole me appointment." she said.
"wait, cut me some slack here, it wasnt me who stole it, it was my cousin" Julio said grinning.
"yes, so i heard, but then again, the reason of the visit was to enroll you wasnt it?" she suggested, a smirk forming. as she took the seat in front of Julio. "My name is Angela Navaro" she added turning the smile towards Julio.

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"Oh My God! i cant believe he's in my class." Angela thought to herself. " I wonder how long it will take to break him." she thoughts echoed in the back of her mind as she turned a smile towards Julio.

"Well mine is Julio Vincente" Julio offered.
"Oh wow, Julio starts with the same letter as Jackass! what a coincidence." she said, sticking her tounge between her teeth, teasingly.

"Keep 'em guessing, Keep em hoping." she thought, turning the the front of the class where the teacher had started to introduce herself.

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The teacher's words droned on and on, explaining the requirements to pass the class, and other boring stuff that Julio found boring. boring in comparison to the fact that the beauty in front of him was talking to him, after the anger she displayed that day in the office.

he took out a peice of paper, he penned down "what do i have to do to get you to stop calling me a jackass for that incident?" and passed it to her.

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Angela was taking down notes on the sermon Mrs. Marson was giving when she felt a tap on her shoulder. she turned to see a peice of paper being handed to her. she opened it under her desk.

she smiled, "good move J..." she thought to herself.

she wrote down "Movies, just you and me."

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Julio got the note back. a better reply than he expected. he decided to play it jsut a little bit more.

"cant. im new here and i dont have money yet. new to Canada that is." he wrote down, and passed to Angela.

a few minutes later the reply was "dont worry, i'll pay, think of it as a welcome gift."

Julio started writing down a reply.

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"is it a date?" Angela read, "oh this guy is good at this game" she thought. "Too bad im better"
She smiled as she scribbled down four words she knew would make Julio flip.

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Julio took the note from Angela Navarro's hand.

Her reply...
"Of course it is"

Julio, in turn stood up, asked persmission to leave the class, and once outside, started jumping up and down in extreme jubilance. "God that girl knows how to make guys go crazy." he told himself, as he started to walk back to Class 1340, His need to "Flipout" fulfilled.