[what does that make us? a big damn au, sir.]
The school building is on East 96th Street, a pleasant enough red brick affair. A little uninspiring, but what do you want? It's not like people learn anything of value in these barns.
There's nothing remarkable about the girl skipping gym class. She's thirteen, but looks a year or two younger, with muddy-brown auburny hair and a good amount of remaining baby fat. She looks a little uncertain, but then, she usually does. Today's no exception.
She comes to a halt by a second-floor stairwell, just below a large corkboard stapled with construction paper signs praising P.S. 66'S SPANISH CLUB!!!
Public education is so weird.
There's nothing remarkable about the girl skipping gym class. She's thirteen, but looks a year or two younger, with muddy-brown auburny hair and a good amount of remaining baby fat. She looks a little uncertain, but then, she usually does. Today's no exception.
She comes to a halt by a second-floor stairwell, just below a large corkboard stapled with construction paper signs praising P.S. 66'S SPANISH CLUB!!!
Public education is so weird.