Chapter 2
OUTSIDE SALEM HIGH
The bell had rung, and an avalanche of students had poured out of Salem High. As Rhiannon walked out, she saw J.J. standing near his car. She ran over and the two embraced.
J.J.: Hey.
RHIANON: Hey! Welcome home!
J.J.: Thanks. How are you?
RHIANNON: Great! How are you?
J.J.: Great!
The two kissed. Joey, who was nearby, called over.
JOEY: Get a room!
J.J. looked over.
J.J.: How's tha...Joseph!
JOEY: Hey!
Joey walked over and the two shared a bro hug.
J.J.: Hey, man. How ya doin'?
JOEY: Good, you?
J.J.: Great!
JOEY: When did you get back from college?
J.J.: Just this morning. How's Salem High?
JOEY: Not the same since you left.
J.J. (feigning modesty): Aww, you're just saying that.
All three laughed.
J.J.: So, pretty lady, you ready for the beach?
RHIANNON: For sure.
J.J. and Rhiannon kissed.
RHIANNON: D'you want to come with, Joey?
JOEY: Nah, I wouldn't wanna intrude.
J.J.: Are you kiddin' me?
RHIANNON: You won't be. We wouldn't ask if we didn't want you to come.
J.J.: You heard the lady.
JOEY: But, I need my suit.
J.J.: We'll stop by your place and pick it up. It's on the way.
JOEY: Oh, all right.
J.J.: Great!
J.J. and Joey high fived. Then, all three got in the car.
MAX'S OFFICE
Meanwhile inside, Max sat in his office, looking over a stack of paperwork, his brow furrowed slightly. He put down the papers and looked at the student sitting across from him. He had short, dark hair, and a smirk across his face. Max took a deep breath.
MAX: Well, this is highly irregular.
The student shook his head.
STUDENT: No, it's not. Highly irregular is the time my mum found a human foot sticking out of our toaster oven. This...this is just odd.
He spoke with a British accent. Max's brow furrowed more. The student smiled.
MAX: Well, regardless, you do realize that there is less than a month until the school year ends? That final exams are coming up two weeks from today?
STUDENT: Oh, yes. I'm well aware of how late into the game I'm coming in.
MAX: And you do realize that you'll have to take summer school, to make up the few credits that didn't transfer over?
STUDENT: Of course.
Max looked down at his papers. The student smiled again.
STUDENT: So, does this mean that I get to spend the last three weeks of the semester in this school?
Max sighed.
MAX: Well, most of your credits transferred over. The ones that didn't will be sorted out this summer. Your grades are superb. Yes, you can start tomorrow.
The student smiled.
STUDENT: Thank you.
Both got up and shook hands.
MAX: Welcome to Salem High, Mr...
STUDENT: Blake. Topher Blake.
MAX: Mr. Blake. I'll see you tomorrow.
TOPHER: I look forward to it.
Topher took his backpack and left.