The Daughter of Chaos

Greek Class (Just in time!)

I woke up in the clinic, a couple minutes early for Greek Class. The nurse replied, "I need to figure out who is knocking you out all the time.". Same response as always. I left for Greek Class. In my locker, I found a extra pouch, just the size of my middle finger. I decided that I would put the pocketknife in it.

I slid into my seat with my stuff just as the bell rang. "You always seem to be in time for Greek Class," Cloud teased me. "Oh, shut up," I muttered as Mr. Brunner rolled in with his wheelchair. We all gave him our essays in Greek as he went by our tables. Strangely, Mr. Brunner handed me something black and silver in response. I looked around, searching for anyone who may have gotten it too. Not one person had one. I shrugged mentally and studied it under the table. They seemed to be black and silver fingerless gloves. I put them on. I thought they were comfortable enough. I'll just wear them for the rest of the year, I thought.

I listened attentively as Mr. Brunner spoke about what we were going to do today in Ancient Greek. Okay... we're going to make a Greek Lexicon. Easy. Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, etc, etc.

Oh, I forgot to say, the school is divided into three parts: Uppers, Lowers, and Smartalics. Uppers are rich people, Lowers are super nice and middle class. Smartalics are the bookworms. I'm a Lower. I have foster parents and they let me go alone wherever. Lowers also are divided into two groups: Bandana and sassy. I'm bandana, which means I wear a certain kind of bandana to school.

My possessions in Bandana are always matching my eyes. Sometimes black and silver. It always has to have silver.

Me and Cloud are rushing in our lexicons, and everyone is just still on epsilon. Ha.

After we finished our lexicons, Cloud and I started to write down some of the many Greek words we knew. Before long, Cloud and I had filled up the whole Lexicon. It was a hundred pages, and our handwriting is tiny. Mr. Brunner rolled up to our table and checked our work. "Why don't you two add some pictures?" He questioned in Ancient Greek. I nodded quickly. He tilted his head toward Cloud. "And you?" Still in Greek. She nodded. We took out our laptops and searched up some pictures.

By the time everyone finished writing the last word, the bell rang. Cloud and I were about to step outside when Mr. Brunner called out,"Cloud, please stay for a minute." I have a worried glance towards Cloud. She walked in as if she were a robot.

I watched as she walked in. I hope she's not in trouble,  I thought.