When I started school I learned that we (US Americans) entered America and took land from the natives. Later I learned that people from Africa were our slaves. Then I learned that Women could not vote.

That’s what Kit was thinking as she walked into her history class. Half way through the class something caught her attention, “Prejudice was one of the horrors we have overcome,” her teacher, Mrs. Clifton, stated.

“Was?” Kit said loudly from her seat in the back of the class.

“Yes, Katharine, we have overcome that stage,” Mrs. Clifton said to her least favorite student. Kit didn’t get it, she usually didn’t cause a ruckus and was a straight A student, why did Mrs. Clifton hate her so much?

“Mrs. Clifton with all due respect, there’s still prejudices,” Kit replied eyeing her teacher.

“Katharine, what exactly are those prejudices?” Mrs. Clifton sneered.

“I visited the South Carolina yesterday and they were segregated, and I saw that only black people were janitors,” Kit said, she knew this would hit a cord with her teacher, because Mrs. Clifton was an African American.

“Are you looking for detention?” Mrs. Clifton said through clenched teeth.

“Mrs. Clifton I only answered your question,” Kit said knowing that she had made her point known.

“Katharine, you will have to spend the week with Keith,” Mrs. Clifton said. Keith was a history major who worked in the school library. He was 13, Kit’s age, but he is home schooled and just works in the library for fun. Keith was also the school Homo, and he didn’t even go to school there. Kit was appalled, she could not spend 7 minuets with the weirdo, let alone 7 days!

“Mrs. Clifton, what did I do?” Kit asked.

“You interrupted class, and contradicted me, AND you talked back,” Mrs. Clifton said, knowing that her point was now known she continued with the lesson. “Katharine, come here. This is a pass, you will be excused from school, and all school work. You will work in the library with Keith, and you will review our entire history, you will do these paper,” Mrs. Clifton handed Kit a six inch stack of papers, “and you will do them right, if you have any problems ask Keith.” With that she pushed Kit out the door and went about preparing for her next class.

Kit walked slowly to the library knowing that if Keith was at the school, that’s where he would be. Showing the ‘no school’ pass to the librarian she sat down at one of the tables and got to work.

Just as the bell was about to ring signaling lunch the librarian approached her, “What exactly did you do?”

“Well, Mrs. Clifton said something, I disagreed and wouldn’t shut up, now here I am,” Kit explained happy to see that her 6 inch stack was now a 5.75 inch stack.

“What was the exact punishment?”

“To spend the week with Keith doing these papers,” Kit said sadly.

“In that case I’ll go get him, he just got here,” the librarian turned around and went to wherever Keith was. Five minuets late, which was five minuets after the bell rang, the librarian returned with Keith behind her, “Have fun!”

Kit didn’t even look at Keith as she got up and headed to the lunch room to buy her lunch. Keith followed. They got in line for nachos and paid, both of them got a fresh chocolate cookie. As they made their way back across the cafeteria people made rude remarks toward Keith and occasionally threw things at him. Then Todd, the school bully, punched Keith as hard as he could in the groin. Keith dropped his tray and doubled over.

Kit picked up Keith’s tray and continued to the library. She set his tray down across from her and began to eat. Kit had finished and was working again when the bell signaling lunch was over ringed. Kit looked around and saw Keith still wasn’t here. Curiosity got its hold on her as she stood up to search for the wacko.

After an hour of looking she saw Keith bloody under the stairs.

A/N: Well this is just the beginning. I know its short but I want to know if anyone is interested.