"Yeah, sure. I'm in a different line though.", Lucas said, not caring if Austin heard him or not. His line took a while, being the A-G line, so when he eventually got his schedule, he was thoroughly bored. He perked up a bit when he saw his classes though. Let's see...Government, bleh...Math Analysis, double bleh...Awesome, AP Art, then American Lit, then lunch...after that...Creative writing...then Physics. Meh...Still, last class is Psychology, so all in all, not too bad., he though to himself as he walked back to where Austin was waiting for him.
"So? What'd you get? Is it as bad as you thought? Cos mine is. Got Government and Maths first thing in the morning. Jeez, I'm not even awake at that time, let alone able to do those subjects.", he said, trying to sound lighthearted. And he was, kinda. He had actually got into AP Art! He hadn't thought he would, that his folio from his old school wouldn't be good enough. Turns out though, it was. Finally, some good news.
His phone vibrated in his pocket, and Lucas puled it out, pleased when he saw who it was from. Jonathan. Finally!
Opening the message, he smiled at the contents: Hey, Psychs. Sorry couldn't text b4, 'rents givin it the shame speech 'bout u. U knw, the 'such an embarrassment' and 'how could we have brought up a freak like that' speech? I just sit and take it now, so bored! Anyways, hang in there bro, hope you're doin ok. J.
Typing out the reply, That sucks, mate. Bet M was givin it the same. Sorry u have 2 go thru all that. Doin fine, wrists hurt frm those cuffs tho. Lol, jk. tlk l8r, L., he put his phone back, glad that noting serious had happened that would stop his twin contacting him.