"They just keep going until they hit something"

"Oh you'll have fun with seventh grade students. They just keep going until they hit something," said Tim Pikaart, the resource teacher at Rehoboth High School. And from my first two days' observation in my new school, I have found it to be true.
I sit at a little makeshift desk in the back of the 7th grade English classroom at Patrick Henry Middle School. Students walk by me all the time, mostly to throw away little things that can't wait until after class or to sharpen their pencils. They keep their eyes down until they think I'm not looking and glance up through loose strands of hair, and then, almost expecting it, they kick a leg of my desk or fling their arm into the wall. I think I'd like to see P.E.
They wiggle and smile crooked smiles and and have adult size feet. And they can sit in rows and act all "high school" but then I ask their favorite color, and instead of looking at me like I'm uncool, they eagerly say "Blue!"
Thus far, I have been given a smoothie, a sucker, a mint, a note that says "WELCOME," and half a pie for Pi day.
So, I know I'll miss those juniors and seniors, but bring on the seventh graders.