Seville packed her bag, still wondering about what her mom said. But she arrived at school soon. Seville found school so boring. Nothing makes her heart pound like drums in a ceremony.
"Sixth Grade!" Their teacher Mrs. Fell screams. Her voice sounds of an eagle in a scorching desert.
Seville tries to stuff her drawing of Mrs. Fell screaming in her desk. Sadly, Mrs. Fell notices. Seville tries to hold her laugh since the drawing was so funny. But she laughs.
"Seville Slavic, what's so funny?" Mrs. Fell asks her.
"N-nothing," Seville stammers.
"It's just a cat vine."
"I don't think so!" She yells as she snatches the picture from her. She views it, and asks Seville to walk home. But there was a blizzard.
A massive blizzard.
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Adventure"Colder, colder." The voice calls. Seville was always teased by her surroundings, as people called her hated names. Seville always ignored them, but then she realized one moment a major changed had jumped into her. Seville froze in an unexpected Fra...
