Okay? Let's see here, we got to school, we chose seats, attendance, and Sting's bad joke? (Stop glaring, I can only tell the truth) Anyways, I went to my first class, which just happened to be math. The dreaded subject.
My teacher's name was Mrs. Collins. She looked about in her mid-thirties. Her brown hair was kept tightly in a bun and her glasses were black. She was always smiling. (Sting Jones if you keep whacking me, I will personally make you sorry) "Welcome to Math 6," She said in a deep southern accent. I was bored already. She blabbed on and on about how important math is, and that she was going to make math fun this year. Oh please, anyone who thinks they can make math fun can just sit on a cactus.
Finally the bell rang and I was free from torment. I rushed off to second period. Sadly, that happened to be P.E. While running to class, I bumped into a brunette with really long hair. Actually when I said bumped, I meant crash landed. I asked the girl if she were okay. "Ye-yeah." She replied. "What's you're name?" I asked. "A-autumn." The girl whispered. "Okay Autumn, let's get to class." I said as I grabbed her hand and began to sprint once again. (Okay Sting, you're in deep trouble now)
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