The Box with Legs

"Who is that weirdo new kid?" Amanda asked Lindsey as the two snickered past. "I can't even tell if it's a boy or a girl," Lindsey answered back. The two girls giggled their way past the "new kid" to class. "Good morning class. How is everyone today?" The usual, grunt, snore, and silence filled the room. "Please, don't all answer at once." "No one even answered you," a very confused Courtney replied. "It's a figure of speech Courtney. Anyway, I hope you all haven't forgotten about the exam today-" Mrs.Schultz was cut off by the groans that rumbled through the classroom. "Ahem! Before the test however, I have a very important announcement: we have a new student!" All the kids turned their heads simultaneously toward the door. Nothing happened for a very long minute. Then, a box with legs and holes for the eyes entered the room. The class whisper-laughed and looked at each other incrediculously. "Class!" she exclaimed, and glared at her students. "He is from, is from, I'm sorry, where did you say you were from?" Not even the slightest breath could be heard from this box with legs. "Alright, well welcome to our class! Why don't you go and sit in the back there." The Box with Legs didn't move. "Uh, sweetie, there's a seat in the back for you right back there." The Box with Legs, or It as the kids called him, turned around and left the classroom. There was a metamorphosis in the room after the Box with Legs left.
"Hello, my name is Gloria Prince and I am the gaurdian of your new student. I am very sorry of the position I have put you in. You see, I don't know what gender It is, where It comes from, or what It's doing. Since I can't communicate with It, there's nothing I can do. I found It all alone on the park bench and I couldn't just let It sit there. Please ignore It and go about your day as you normally do. It does make noise because It thinks It's on Mars... I only know this because It draws pictures and pictures of that planet. That's all It does. I am sorry for any inconvienience I have put you or you classes in. Gloria Prince"
That was the message that was left on Mrs. Schultz's school line answering machine after school that day.
"So, how was school today Amanda?" Amanda's mom asked her at dinner. "Oh just the normal non-stop talking from the teachers, endless amounts of work, and major teenage drama. Oh yeah, we got a new student too. It's a total weirdo. It doesn't talk and It walks around with a box on Its head." Amanda snickered and slurped up some spaghetti. "Be nice Amanda. It's very hard to be the new kid. Since your grandfather's job required a lot of moving, I had a new school twice a year. It's very tough. Why do you call he or she 'It'?" her mother inquired. "It doesn't have a name. The teachers can't even make It talk. It wanders around the halls during class and makes weird noises." Amanda had a drink. "Does anyone else talk to him or her?" "Mom, It's weird and makes people feel uncomfortable. I don't want to go near It, It's creepy." "Before you can be excused I want you to say hi to him or her tomorrow. Strike up a convorsation. Amanda, you better be nice!" With that, Amanda got up, did her quotidian night stuff, and went to bed. As much as she wanted to go to sleep, Amanda couldn't keep her mind off It. When she finally fell asleep, she had the strangest dream: her friends and family were in it and they were all wearing boxes. It looked like they were on Mars. Amanda, her mom, everyone was there. There was none guy though that wasn't wearing a box, and Amanda couldn't tell who he was. He was tall, thin, and weraing sunglasses. "Excuse me, who are you?" Amanda asked puzzled that he was the only one not wearing a box. The guy turned. "My name is Luke. Why are you wearing box?" "i actually don't know. Wait, wait, wait, why aren't you wearing a box?" "I'm new here." That's all he said, and then he walked away. Then, it hit her: The guy without the box was It, Luke!
All of a sudden it was light, Amanda was in her own bed and she wasn't wearing a box. Amanda couldn't believe her dream. As she was about to leave for school, Amanda's mom called from the kitchen, "Be nice!!" She thought about it for a second then said, "Yeah, I think I will." :)
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