(the) New Kid In School.

I didn't tell you yet did I? There is a new girl in school. I don't know that much about her besides the little we learned about her in creative writing class. Even though we are in different grades my school has all of the electives by skill level not grade. So I'm advanced in writing so I take some writing classes with the upper class men.

Well every time we get a new student we have to write a essay about the topic the teacher gives us. This time it was family. I quickly wrote down a page long paper on my moms and what little I knew about my birth parents.

But here's the kicker we had to go up in front of the class and read the paper, as much as we wanted. I went first, I read up until the part where I started talking about my birth parents. A few of the upper class men laughed softly as I spoke with pride about my same sex parents. I should be used to it by now but I guess I'm not.

A few more students went up and read to us about their families until it was Lux's turn. She stood in front of the class with her paper held down by her chest. She had on leggings and ballet flats, she had on a purple knit hat. I kinda like her tee shirt, it had a funky graphic on it.

She started talking and I swore I was only one this focused. She just looked so calm like she had done this a million times. I remembered my first time doing this, I was scared out of my boots. Not her, she seemed calmed and relaxed, like this was second nature to her.

She spoke of many things, of things most kids our age keep buried deep inside of our closets. Secrets and truths that most people don't even tell their diaries let alone a whole class of 30 kids.

Lux pulled the paper down and sat it on the teachers desk and traveled back to her seat.

I'm sure what it is about her but I know I want to learn more about her trouble past and how in the world did she get so brave...I could learn a thing or two from her.