young again

Bonjour Madame

"Mica, Late as usual, Again!" Mika's Teacher who he knew would eventually cause him to be excluded looked at him with a cross yet thoughtful look on her face.

"Sorry." Mika mumbled, looking down at the floor, trying to make this nightmare end.

"That is not the correct way to greet me!" the teacher huffed and crossed her arms.

"Bonjour Madame, Sorry for my Absence." Mika shuffled along the floor and sat in his chair at his desk. He finally looked up to see the room around him, A room that was the basis for nearly every nightmare and root of a lot of his issues. The walls were full of educational Posters in french and English. A large picture of his class covered the entire rear wall of the classroom. He turned back to the chalkboard at the front of the class and saw his teacher writing a poem.

Oh No!

"Penniman stand on your chair, Class read out this poem please!"

'Today who's In trouble,

someones come in late

and caused a bit of a muddle

Mica is late as always

it must be his fate.'

"Merci, Class! Mica, stand up on that chair for 10 minutes as you were 10 minutes late." Mika's teacher bluntly said." Now There's a talent Show on this afternoon, I doubt any of you have a talent but our headteacher has asked for a volunteer from our class."

The Class stayed silent.

"OH COME ON! ONE OF YOU MUST BE STUPID ENOUGH TO DO IT!" She shouted in frustration. "Hang on, Mica, you have that little instrumental mess don't you? Angry, Isn't it? As punishment for being late you can perform in front of all 4,000 students and get over that nasty shyness, or stand on that chair." The teacher smirked, thinking that performing a downright awful song in front of so many people would torture the little eight year old.

"Talent show, Please." Mika hopped down from the chair with a smile on his face, That teacher had no Idea of the life he would live over the next 3 decades.

His teacher looked on perplexed and carried on the lesson. "Oh Mica, I know you don't appreciate our school but you don't have to be that excited over making everybody deaf." The teacher sighed as she started writing down things on the whiteboard for the first lesson of the day.

"Madame, I don't intend to make everyone deaf, As you are already deaf!" Mika mumbled as his classmates around his gasped. Now way did he just say that about the horrible teacher when she was in the room.

"MICHAEL PENNIMAN GET BACK ON THAT CHAIR THIS INSTANT!" She screamed, turning round and throwing the chalk at his head. He dodged the chalk by about an inch.

"Yes Madame." Mika got back up and stood on the chair.

[Authors Note] This is the Chapter for Mika's first performance at Coachella!