"Hey, what about you?" she asked. "Jake's friend at the party the other day seemed to notice you, and he wasn't too bad."
"You're just saying that to make me feel better," I said. Of course it did make me feel a little better. If Cindy had noticed, then maybe it wasn't just my imagination after all.
After that Cindy and Amy went on talking about some beauty stuff that I wasn't really listening to, and then in short order it was time to get ready to go to dinner.
Going back to my room, I was absently humming the song Across the Universe that had been playing in Cindy and Amy's room. Upon arriving, I immediately got a dirty look from Janie. Just as I was humming the music to the line "Nothing's gonna change my world," she cut me off by putting on her own music, which apparently she had forgotten to turn on earlier. I remembered that of course Janie did not allow secular music in our room on Sunday, and apparently that included humming. I was drowned-out by the sounds of primary children singing "I know what a prophet does and I can name some too. They're men on Earth who talk to God the way I talk to you..." I wasn't too thrilled about it, but I supposed I had no choice but to keep the rest of the sabbath day holy.
On Monday my classes went reasonably well. We discussed Hamlet in my Humanities class, and I discovered that I had picked up on some of the interesting points, yet unsurprisingly there was quite a lot of cool stuff I hadn't noticed or gotten to in my reading. Of course I was a bit distracted during my classes thinking about my interview with Standards.
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The interview was in the administration building, which was a funky 60's-style building which had the shape of a narrow X, like a chromosome, when viewed from above. I handed my letter to the receptionist and took a seat in the waiting room. Some other kids were also there waiting, undoubtedly for the same sort of interview. They all looked perfectly normal, so I couldn't imagine what they might have been called in for, yet their eyes were studiously fixed on the walls or on their own shoes, and they had looks on their faces that could be either read as guilty or apprehensive.
I looked up at the wall myself and noticed that Joseph Smith's famous quote "Teach them correct principles and they will govern themselves" was displayed there. I could hardly fault the prophet's wise words, yet it struck me as shockingly ironic to find this particular quote here in the realm of temporal punishment for misbehavior. I began to wonder what the Honor Code Office meant by posting that. Were they trying to set people at ease by suggesting that there wouldn't necessarily be any real punishment? Or perhaps they felt that kicking people out of school fell into the category of "teaching principles"? Finally I figured that they were playing mind games with us and trying to break our brains by presenting us with the most blatantly false true message possible.
I was still contemplating this strange message when my turn came up and I was ushered into an office. An almost too-friendly smiling man shook my hand and greeted me as "Sister Hanson." Even though I'd been accustomed to this use of "Brother" and "Sister" as titles all my life, I still found it a bit annoying, like baby-talk.
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