Fly Free

Chapter 4 Iris

We walk in to see everyone entering their homerooms. We rush to our lockers and grab our essentials for the day.

"See yeah at history Az!" I yell as we separate from each other to start the day.

"See ya!" She yells as she walks into her room. Her homeroom teacher is Mrs. Amhert, the science teacher. Mrs. Amhert is everyone's favorite teacher because she barely gives us any homework. And she is very young and happy teacher. My teacher, however, is Mr. Davidson who doesn't really like fun. He tries to be funny, but he usually fails. Nobody likes him.

•First of all, he teaches math and there are only about three people who actually like math in the grade.
•Second, he gives us the sheet called A.D.D.(its hard and annoying)
•Third, he gives us homework everyday. Even when we have to do ADD. On Fridays too!

Finally history came. It felt like 10 hours. That's usually what every day feels like though. History is our 2nd to last clast of the day

Mr. Morgenroth was what was our history teacher but, unfortunately Mr. Morgenroth was diagnosed with cancer. He is going to be gone for the rest of the year. Our principal hired a new teacher (which we all hate if I may add). Our new history teacher's name is Mr. Walter. He has a much more complex way of teaching. If I may also add, he makes us watch these boring, slow-talking videos that most of us fall asleep during. He never pays attention to us though. He mostly just watches the video by himself.

"Ms. Fritz!" I look up to see Mr. Walter pointing a pen at my face. "Excuse me. Did I wreck your napping time?" He says tilting his head to the side.

"Yes. You unfortunately wrecked my beautiful sleep. May I continue?" I say putting my head on my arms, looking to the ground.

"Um. Excuse me! Take your ass right up to Mr. Henderson's office Ms. Fritz!" He scolded. "Take your stuff too. You will not be coming back!" He points his pen in the direction of the door. I bend over and put my green backpack over my right shoulder.

I walk into Mr. Henderson's office and he is typing on his computer. He puts his head down and looks over his small glasses with a happy smile.

"Hello Ms. Fritz. What can I do for you toady?" Mr. Henderson stands up and walks over to me. He is at least a quarter foot taller than I am. He has frisky white hair and he is alway excited about everything. It really get annoying sometimes.

"I was sleeping in History again." I say shrugging my shoulders.

"Well" he says as he walks to his desk to get a detention slip. "You know how this routine goes." He hands me the slip of paper. "I will see you today after school." I nod my head and begin to exit. The door opens just as I put my hand on the knob.

"Oh, hi Iris. Fall asleep in History again?" Zuriel looks at me with a rather happy smile. Its kinda creepy.

"Yep." I reply. "Did you punch someone again?" I ask returning the smile.

"Yep, but I can't stay after school tonight I have that thing remember." She winks at me (she has her choosings tonight).

"Well, both of the Fritz's are here. I guess it runs in the family, huh?" He says. I kinda forgot he was there.

RING! RING! RING! RING!

"Oops thats the bell. Sorry Sis I've got to go meet Az before last period. See you after school Mr. Henderson." I say as I rush out of the small, crowded room that smelled of the overjoyed principle.