Chapter 3

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When I got to my Latin class my teacher stood at the door greeting everyone.
"You must be Opal" she said when I got to the front of the door, she didn't look very friendly.
"Yes I am" I said with a smile on my face, I wanted her to like me.
"Very good, move along" she said.
Had I done something wrong? Why was she so mean?
I got to my desk and put my books down.
Was again I felt insecure.
When everyone got to class, the teacher went up to the front of the room and started explaining something.
I noticed that on her desk she had a sign that said Mme Marie.
"OPAL! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING!" She shrieked from across the room.
"Yes" I said nervously.
She continued her lecture about a book that we will have to read, and homework we will have to do.
After she was finished her lecture she handed everyone a copy of Latin Story's for Intermediates.
When I opened the book it was filled with a bunch of different story written in Latin, all the other girls opened the book and started flipping though pages.
I did the same.
It was hard for me to understand, I only recognized half the words.
It looked so easy for the rest of the class so I just pretended to read.
After about an hour of reading a school bell rang and Mme Marie told everyone to bring the book with them.
It was our homework.
I looked at my time table, I had math next so I headed to my locker to put away my Latin book and grab my math textbook. On my way to math class a by accidentally bumped into this girl.
"Sorry" I said imminently.
"Watch where your going freak" she said to me as she shoved me into another girl.
It became a whole fiesta I had to escape from.
Eventually I  got away, I walked to my class and the teacher was once again standing at the door.
He didn't look to happy.

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