Quiet Wednesday

I am going to school for the day with Kathryn; we just have to cross the street by the HUB to get to the old MRHS campus. Before we cross the street, I catch a glimpse of the guy that came in to apply to Solstice a few days ago who has the most awesome and ridiculous curly hair ever. I try to point him out to Kathryn, but just as we are about to cross the street she slumps over onto me, not concerned with conversation, and I have to carry her across.
At school, Kathryn informs me that the administration has decided that today is a "Quiet Wednesday", and we have only five minutes to get to class before we will spend the day being silent in each period. I go into an adviser's office and spot a stack of applications for the Summer in Paris study abroad. None of them are in envelopes, and I feel encouraged by this, since my application will be better presented in a nice envelope. I pick one up off the table to read-