School Meeting III

A few minutes after all the parents had arrived and the guards had been moved away, the entire school grounds had turned into a sea of gossip.

Students—normally composed, disciplined, and neatly seated—were now on their feet, clustered in groups, murmuring in excitement. Conversations overlapped, their hushed tones barely containing the energy buzzing through the air.

"Did you see that lineup? Just those seven alone are like a moving country—that's insane!"

"Dude, not just a country—a superpower!"

"Did you guys see David Morgan? Oh my God, he is so dreamy! Why can't the guys in our class be like that?"

"Well, did you also see that lady who came alone? If only you guys could be like them too, eh eh!"

"Did you guys see that Gordon Murray Automotive T.33? My dad tried getting that golden model last year—they said it wasn't available, that they had all been recalled. Guess they lied."