The history teacher wouldn’t let them out when the bell rang. Luck would’ve gotten up anyway for any other teacher, but Mrs. Elkin had a reputation for being nice. Anyone who got up would’ve been branded an instant ass. Hence, he sat through the class.
They had a video up on some comedy. “Just ten minutes,” Mrs. Elkin had said, “I know you guys don’t have class after this. You don’t, do you?”
None of the students did. “No.” One girl said enthusiastically, after a silence in response to Mrs. Elkin. “Oh man, if we did that would suck.” Luck added in to the lessening silence. Before long everyone was babbling, and poor Mrs. Elkin had to quiet them all down.
The video was a black and white film about airplanes, or something. None of the students took it too seriously. It was the end of the class, after all.
When Luck and the rest of the class left the room, the lockers were nearly devoid of people. Luck sighed as he approached his locker. He’d missed Rune, and Blitz, and Cork and Fran.
He left the school building and headed to the bus stop. Luck preferred to take the bus when the history teacher let them out late, as she often did. He liked waiting at the stop much better than the stink of the subway. In fact, he’d take the bus more if he could, only bus arrived too late after classes ended, unless Mrs. Elkin felt like keeping them.