The Ticket

Chapter 1

The morning bell rang, it was time for registration. We had business studies like we do every Monday morning for a continuous three hours. God how I hate Monday's.

Our teacher Mr Cross looks like the sort of guy who spends the weekends at home in the front room watching the ball game with a lager in a dark room with closed curtains with sunlight creeping through into a room that smells like cigarette smoke, sweat and burnt toast. Yeah one of them guys.

He has a stubbled chin and greasy hair praying a trim, and his teeth have a yellow tint to them. Mr Cross teaches really well, he seems like a nice person generally, but at first sight that isn't really the impression he gives off.

He slowly limps over to the board, About to write the date. The class laugh mockingly. With his chubby, short fingers he tryed to get the lid of the pen, he had a destressed look on his face like most people usually do on Monday morings. The pen lid fell to the floor, his day must have been crap already.

To be polite I walked round to the front and akwadly bent down at the same time as the, round man, to retrive to pen lid. He looked up and smiled at me revealing his off-putting smile. Ryleigh sat at the back started to imitate romantic violin music. I imideatly stood up and shook my head at her, she grinned at me showing her cheeky & mishiviovus smile. The lesson dragged, but it slowly came and went.
At our school we usually have tutor mid day but it was our assembly, I wasn't walking in alone I hid around a corner facing the direction Ryleigh would by coming from.

"ILSA ELLIOT-MURRAY, INTO THE ASEMBELLY HALL NOW!''
"Okay, okay calm your tits, jeezzz"
"I beg you're pardon"

Mrs Chalrelson is a wrinkled old bag and has nothing else to do than making teens lives almost as mistrble as her's.

She had sock boobs, yes I repeat sock boobs, meaning they swing so low the keep her belly button warm, and when she goes shopping for laungrie she only needs the bottom half.

"I said I beg you're pardon"
"Okay yeah pardon me what what do you want?" I carried on looking for ryleigh.
"ASSEMBLY HALL NOW!"
She pointed to the door with her long boney finger. She genrally looked like ET especially with the pointing finger and wrinkled facial features.

As I turn to follow her orders I notice Ryleigh in the corner of my eye.
I started to drag my feet to give her a chance to catch up.
"I need to speak to you its urgent." Ryleigh sometimes over exagerates in certain cituations but by the look on her face she wasnt kidding this time.
"Is is worth skipping assembly for? Quick before we go in!"
"I'm sure ten minutes won't hurt. "

Infact 10 minutes CAN hurt. The ten minutes in assembly were aggonising on the cliff hanger she had left me on. Did I do something? Has someone died? Is she on the run from the police? The possible were endless with her. I needed to know.