Boarding school

Chapter 9

Finally it was the final class of the day.
I had history as my last class.
It was right next to the last classroom I was in, I don't even know what to call that.
Some ugly clown was bowing to everyone who entered the classroom.
Was this some kind of sick joke?
What was wrong with this school?
Everyone acted like it was normal.
Not only was he wearing a clown uniform or whatever but his face was painted and he died his hair.
In my opinion he just looked stupid.
When I got to the front of the line he did a little dance and introduced himself.
"Hello there friend" he said.
"Ummm hello" I said awkwardly.
I really wanted to tell him that he looked stupid but I also wanted a teacher to like me and he probably already knows he looked stupid.
I sat down at my desk waiting for him, I heard the other girls talking about how dumb he was, apparently he was a new teacher.
When he walked into the classroom he said to the whole class.
"Hello friends! I'm Mr Ronnie I will be your new history teacher! Today we're learning about the history of clowns! Who's excited" he had a big smile on his face and it hurt to hear everyone making fun of him.
"Yay" I said.
After realizing that no one liked him, I had a chance of becoming his favourite.
He started blabbering on about how clowns started off as a small act and how they grew to become a whole circus.
In my opinion he was a horrible teacher, but yet too dumb to hate me.
Everyone was laughing at him except for me.
I was a whole lot smarter than these idiots, and finally it paid off.
"ENOUGH! IVE BEEN KIND TO YOU GUYS ALL CLASS YOU GUYS CAN AT LEAST PAY ME SOME RESPECT EVERYONE EXCEPT FOR OPAL WILL BE STAYING AFTER CLASS!" He shouted.
He had snapped.
It was the funniest thing ever seeing all their snobby faces light up with fear.
For the first time I was able to actually smile at this school.
When the bell rung everyone sat there in silence while I grabbed my bag and left.