To the right of Isaac is Schuler, and to the right of me is
an empty chair, which I have become acquainted with over the past thirteen
weeks. Quite frankly, while its silence had done much to help my concentration,
Schuler to my left, is far more interesting. The chair never bothers me to ask to borrow a
pencil or textbooks, but rarely contributes to class or group discussions. I
sit next to Schuler in physics as well, and from this time I can say that she
is an all-around great student, problem solving being one of her greatest strengths. Not only that, in the few minutes that
we usually have before the end of class, I've overheard discussions of a wide
range of topics between her and Elliott. While Isaac brings humor by jokingly complaining about
being stuck in the middle of their ‘arguments’, I always enjoy hearing what she
has to say. Though we haven't talked much about our plans after graduation, I
imagine Schuler using her skills and hard work to succeed wherever she goes.
…Which is more than I can say about the chair. That boring
piece of plastic and metal will probably still be here in three years. I know
that in the grand scheme of things, everything and everyone finds their place
eventually, but the thought of it possibly sitting empty through another year
of small academy classes, loaned out to another teacher as needed and rolled
around the room, trapped in a perpetual junior year, almost makes me feel pity
for it.
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