Barry entered the classroom, took a seat in the middle, and waited for the start.
He didn’t unpack in case the teacher was going to assign seats. He heard talking among those who knew each other, and someone bellowing about the score of a match.
He turned towards the voice to catch the speaker, see if it was someone he wanted to talk to, but it was one of those big bully types, so he turned away before he was seen.
He removed his dark glasses; they were actually prescription. He wasn’t going to wear glasses as he had in his life of Nobarry.
He be taking the glasses on and off to see the board, and to investigate a student or two, but living in a blur wasn’t a problem when the alternative was being Nobarry.