Adopted by Markplier

Clubs and Fairy's

"Cuz that's how we do." We all sang. As Mrs. Nesmith was explaining which pitch we were gonna sing at, the announcement came on.
"Good morning everyone. Today everyone is excused from class today." Everyone started cheering.
"Don't cheer yet. I want everyone in the gym because today is club day. Each club will have a stand set up with pamphlets and brochures on their clubs. So go!"
Everyone ran to the gym and totally trampled us. Which caused my wings to come out. Luckily it was just me and Sydney.
"Mill! Put them away!"
"Sydney. Unlike you I can't control them."
They went away.
"You know I kinda wish we could do more then just fly and heal." Sydney said making her way to the gym. I followed her.
"Millie. I see you trying to leave."
I turned around and saw Mr. Bills. My Language Arts teacher. I walked towards him. On the way there a missing person flew in my face. I looked at it. It was for some girl named Melody. Melody Parker. Most generic name I've heard today. And there was a girl named Sally in my class.
"Are you going to enter your essay in the Young California Author's contest?"
"I will. I just... You know Writer's block."
"Well I hope you enter. You have a real gift. While I was a photographer, one of my good buddy's told me, it's not about the photo. It's about how the photographer sees the photo. I think it goes the same way with writing. I want that essay."
"Sure thing."
I went to look away and saw Samantha go back to talking to him. Giving me an evil glare. I turned to look where Sydney was originally standing and saw she wasn't there. So I went to the bathroom. I pulled a piece of folded up piece of folded paper out my pocket. I ripped it up and saw a yellow butterfly fly by. I followed it pass the stales and saw it land on the bucket. I took out my old camera and took a picture. I totally need to get a new one. The picture came out of the camera. I shook it and put it in purse. Then someone bursted into the girl's bathroom.