First period was European History. The classroom is set up like a big auditorium that fits about 45-50 people. But considering that not a lot of people signed up for the history class its only 20 people in the class. The class is consisted of pretty much anyone: Cosplayers, Techies, Theatre Arts, Preps, Jocks, Bloggers.
The class is throwing around papers, pencils, erasers, markers, and books. Only because the teacher that was supposed to be there was ran out because of Georgia (this is the teacher who had a failed marriage). So they had to wait around for the new teacher, so they thought to past the time they would destroy the classroom. Soon, the headmaster walks in the door.
"What on earth is going on in here?!" the Headmaster demanded.
"Daleks came in and shot there lasers at us?" said a random blogger
"We came in here and it was already like this!" cried Georgia
"Yeah, as if, you were throwing stuff around here with Pierre and Rosie, Georgia." David retorted.
David is one of the geeks. Well, technically he isn't, he just dresses like one. And he was given that name by the Preps. (i.e Eleanora)
"Oh, like you know, you had your head stuck in a book."
"I know that your face is caked with make up and that your uniform is a dress-code violation."
"It is not! Take that back, its in compliance!"
"Yeah, a skirt showing your ass is not. I don't care how you dress, but its in violation it has to be at your finger tips not your wrists."
The headmaster cut Georgia off before she could say a word.
"Georgia, your skirt is like David said, not in compliance with dress code, so you'll have to come with me for a detention slip. And class be sure to straighten this classroom up your teacher will be coming in the 5 minutes." and with that the headmaster turned on her heel with a tumultous Georgia.
"Well, that was crazy as hell, and thank God that the daleks or whatever it was, is not the Headmaster. She is scary!" said David
"Yeah, yeah, let's hurry up and get this classroom together or we'll all have detention like Georgia." Eleanora muttered
After a quick clean up that took about 3 minutes, the new teacher walked in.
He was about 5'11, shaggy, sandy brown hair, and blue eyes. You could almost hear the girls swooning from their seats and you could hear the boys annoyance. When the teacher opened his mouth it made the girls almost melt.
"Good morning class, I'm Mr. Andrews your new European History teacher." Mr. Andrews greeted with his thick Southern North American accent.
He turned to the board and then began writing the objectives for the day's lesson.
"Class, I expect to see these written down each day because at the end of the week I will want to see them and take them for a grade."
As soon as that was said everyone took out loose-leaf paper to write down the things being written on the board. While, all this was happening in the back of the class something else was happening in the making.
"Hey, Josh, can I borrow a pen or pencil?" Joanne asked
Joanne was one of the Geeks, the Preps called her and her friends Frances, David, and Reed that. Joanne was a shy, girl. She had thick, coarse hair you could hardly get a brush through. Big , round light brown eyes. And she always had her nose in a book. Her mom, is an African-American and dad is hispanic. Today she had her hair pulled back into a ballerina bun to frame her face, the only thing in her face were her thick rimmed glasses.
"Yeah, sure." Josh reached over the side of his desk to his bag and pulled out a pen.
"Thanks."
"Hey, what's your name? I've never seen you around."
"M-my n-name i-is Jo-"
"Hey nerd! Back off of Josh he wants nothing to do with you!" Eleanora yelled
When she yelled that Joanne slid back into her chair and she just wanted to disappear. Eleanora never relented on anyone lower than her.
"Eleanora, fuck off, I'm pretty sure Jo? Yeah Jo, was being nice, unlike you. Lay off for a bit."
"Josh, you're making it worse please stop."
"Josh, watch your language! Eleanora, bullying will not be tolerated in my classroom, if it happens again I'll be sure to write you a detention." Mr. Andrews lectured
"But-"
"No buts, end of discussion."
Everyone finished writing the objectives and the bell rang. It was time for the next few periods and then lunch time.
