Welcome to Highschool.

(By the way, I still have Kimm open)

"Film...I think I took that one time...I think." Nate scratched his hat, thinking. Then he turned and started walking, meaning she should follow.

"You don't have a notebook?" Mrs. Mullen blinked. She went to the cabinet and pulled one out, it had a green cover with five sections for five subjects. "Here, this one should work out for now."

"Thank you." T.Mor was beginning to feel like a broken record, He'd said thank you so many times in the past few minutes. He flipped through the blank pages curiously, almost as though he'd never seen one before. He put the alphabet in one of the pockets in the first subject divider. He was going to be able to write in it like all those other people in his history class. "Erm...do you have a pen too?" He asked, feeling terrible for imposing so much on her.

(where should they go?)

Nat smiled and motioned towards the radio. "You can turn the radio on if you'd like."

(wherever she was gonna take him. Somewhere out of the ordinary. )

Tyson: "Oh. Mind if I hook up my iPod?"

(okay:) i have to think of an out of the ordinary place...haha)

Nat smiled. "No, go ahead."

(lol have fun w/ that. i'm not good at date ideas.)

Tyson: I smiled, took my iPod out, and blasted some Katy Perry.

(haha me either what places does he like to go to?)

Nat smiled and danced with the music as she was driving.

(Tyson? He'll go pretty much anywhere. Maybe her house?)

(okay:))

Nat drove to the parking garage and hopped out.

Tyson: "Are we here?" I asked.

Nat looked at him and smiled. "Yeah, I live in a parking garage," she replied sarcastically with a smirk, "We just have to take the elevator up and walk across the walk to get to my building."

Tyson: "Oh. Are we going to your place?" I asked. This should be interesting.

Nat nodded and took his hand, leading the way. She opened the door to the loft when the got there.

"Sure, of course," Mrs. Mullen said with a smile. She pulled out a little box with a zipper -- a pencil pouch. It had pens, pencils, erasers (etc) in it. She handed it to him. "There. You can ask any of your teachers, or me, for other supplies you need as you go. Don't feel bad for asking."

Tyson: I didn't shrug her hand off, but I reminded myself to be a little cautious. After all, we'd just met.

Nat closed the door after they were inside and headed for the kitchen. "Want anything?"

He looked at her like she was some kind of ...god or something. "Thank you." He said again, still sounding like a broken record. "Is there..Uhm. Are we going to do more cards like that one? Or...?" T.Mor asked.
T.Mor wondered if Erika would be reading cards too. She had been very quiet this whole time. He was tempted to turn around and ask her.

"Yes, we are. How about this one?" Mrs. Mullen held up one that said 'DOG.'

Erika was reading a chapter book meant for third graders. She was perfectly content for now.

T.Mor looked at it and then looked back at his letter sheet. "So...D...O...G...hrm. DeeOhGhi? No...that's not a word...uhm. D...D O...Do? DoGhi. Doggy." He tried to make the letter names fit, as opposed to considering the sounds each letter made. "Doggy?"

"Close. Drop the "ee" sound," Mrs. Mullen said. "Just "dog."

"Oh...But "G" sounds like ''G''...?" He asked in slight confusion. This was loads better with the list of letters, he felt.

"Not in this case," Mrs. Mullen said.

Tyson: I shrugged. "Water would be great."

Nat smiled and grabbed Tyson and herself a water. She grabbed an apple for herself and walked into the living room. "Here." she said, holding the water out for him before taking a seat across from him.