Mr. Jara: Good morning guys, I'm you advisor for this school year😊 By the way my name is Julian Jara... Who's ready to learn?😀
Aris POV:
Mr. Jara was our teacher at history when we were at the 6th Grade.
Stephens POV:
He's the kinddest teacher we ever had--
Farckles POV:
He's just teaching us how to live life.
Mayas POV:
But he moved here coz he got promoted at our old school that's why he got here.
Emma: What's that on the board?
Mr. Jara: We were kings now were patroits
Emma: Why does it says that? It's cryptic. You can't teache us cryptic, what are try to get away with that?
Mr. Jara: I'll be right back
*Mr. Jara went to me*
Mr. Jara: What's her name?
Ari: *I asked her* What's your name?
Emma: Emma!
Ari: She's Emma
Mr. Jara: Emma seems scary.
Ari: Just keep teaching us about our life and she'll come around
Mr. Jara: Abigail Adams was the wife of Jhon Adams and the moma of Johnny Tsiu. They were kinda the historical triangle
Ari: Hah!
Maya: Triangle
Stephen: Hah!
Mr. Jara: And i'll tell you that the one thing that they understood was about this brand new nation was to stick together coz every direction they turn was brand new undiscovered country
Ari: I'm Abigail Adams Patriouts
Stephen: How?! We don't even get to wlak to the hall ways!
Ari: Stephen, this siniors are older and more experience than us and I think they're trying to help
Stephen: Ari they're making fun of us and we're making it happen
Mr. Jara: But most of all this patriouts main loyal to each other because thier survaival dipended on it.
Stephen: Ari, why are we gonna go park our selvs at the hall?!
Ari: Okay! So you just wanna throw us any where and what ever goes on this place just see what happens?
Stephen: Yes! Because you know what I call that?! NORMAL.
Ari: Are we fighting?!
Stephen: Oh I don't know! Lets go to the wierd undified area between the two walls and talk about it!
Ari: We are fighting! You have to fight with me exactly as much Maya!
Maya: I don't know-----
Ari: DO IT!
Maya: Okay!...
*walks to Stephen*
Maya: Haher? Haher! Haherher. Haher!
*seats again*
Mr. Jara: Who misses middle school?
* every one raise thier hands*
