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Cassandra Jones | The Girl in Your Dreams | English
Currently: Humming And Not Paying Attention
"'Cause, honey, your soul can never grow old. It's evergreen."
Cassandra Jones, a beautiful girl of eighteen, was currently humming one of her favorite songs, sometimes muttering the lyrics under her breath. She was stuck in English and her teacher, Mr. Castle, was droning on about something that she didn't feel like tuning into. Now, don't get her wrong. English was her absolute favorite subject. Has been since as long as she could remember. But, when it was so early in the morning, she had trouble actually paying attention to whatever the lesson was for the day. Staring out the window that was by her, she could only hope that the teacher didn't call on her. She probably would be able to answer the question or whatever, but she didn't quite feel like participating at such a time. Suddenly, a yawn cut her humming and her thoughts. Blinking away the tears that sprung up in her eyes from the intensity of her yawn, the brunette regretted not going to bed early the night before.
She, being her, had stayed up the night before, listening to music, reading books, and just thinking about life. In her wake, she had finished a couple books, learned some new songs, made a few mixes, and discovered new things. It was a usual night for one Cassandra Jones. Really, she wasn't one for sleeping when it really mattered, which is why she was like a zombie half the time. But no one truly noticed because she never looked tired, always seemed like she paid attention in class, and was always energetic. It was all thanks to her great endurance, coffee, and music. Without those things, she wouldn't have made it so far into high school with the hours of sleep that she receives.
"Mrs. Jones, what are your thoughts on Looking For Alaska?"
Snapping out of her daze, Cassandra turned her gaze to Mr. Castle, who was looking at her expectantly. Straightening up, she cleared her throat and inhaled a deep breath, chest expanding with the sudden amount of air. So much air that her lungs were beginning to burn and she had to exhale, chest contracting. She hoped that her class was ready for some ranting because she had quite a few things to say about said book.
"Well, first off, I love John Green and his books. I like how his romance novels are different than others. They don't have a happy ending. And you can relate to the characters in the story on more than one level. Looking for Alaska was no different. It was funny and romantic and full of angst all at once. Everything one should expect from John Green. He has a knack for characters who are broken inside, but don't dwell on it. And, in all honesty, that's how a lot of us are. We're not perfect, or whole. We're broken people and jagged puzzle pieces that don't exactly fit right, but, hey, we make it work and cover it up. Try to glue the incorrect pieces together. But it doesn't always work that way. That's when we realize that the pieces don't go together and we fall apart. Sometimes in simple ways and other times in the most destructive. That's what John Green captures in Looking for Alaska, in all of his books. And I love that."
There was a moment of silence before Mr. Castle cleared his throat. "Well done, now let's...."
Cassandra had, once again, tuned everything out. She had proven to Mr. Castle that she was paying attention and wasn't likely to get called on again. Humming once more, the brunette stated into space as time passed by in a slow manner.
[You guys don't have to start in English. You can start in any of the other classes that's apart of the schedule.]
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