It started off a normal day. I woke up twenty minutes late, threw on dirty clothes, ran downstairs grabbed a waffle and hugged my mom. Just barely getting on the bus. As usual I got off the back of the school and walked across the fields.
I turned and saw a fountain, it was tall with a large stone tube sticking up from the middle spewing water over itself and into the stone basin like a waterfall.
"NAGENE GET IN HERE" Mrs. Thomson called, okay, yes my last name is Nagene, Gryffin Nagene hardy har har.
"Coming!" I called running across the fields to the door to my classroom.
The day was mostly normal, I had my fair share of bullies. The classes rolled by slowly, all of my teachers equally horrible.
A sign flapped out of one of the classrooms as I walked by in the hallway, Welcome to our friendly classroom it read. Sure it is our classroom, it is not friendly I thought discretely as I took my seat. Right then the teacher stepped in the doorway.
"I forgot it was 7th period," I muttered. Our teacher walked forward casting a dark shadow across the kids in the front row. "Attention class!" She croaked "Good evening Mrs. Rana," we all said in sync. She assigned jobs, mine, as usual was trash cleanup. I sighed as I got on my hands and knees and started to pick up the trash
I had gotten threw half of the class when I went by Trent Larson desk. Trent Larson is a bully, no not a bully the worst bully in the entire school. Not only was he tall but he was muscular to go with it.
As I passed Herol kicked me hard in the chest, sending the trash on my hand across the room and my body sprawled on the next desk over. Mrs. Rena turned her snake like eyes towards us.
"What is going on here?!" Screamed Mrs. Rana, her voice sounding just like a banchee. "Mrs. Rana! I was minding my own business when Gryffin attacked me!" Trent wailed, I spluttered but nothing came out of my mouth since I was so badly winded.
"DETENTION! BOTH OF YOU!" Screamed Mrs. Rana.
This was the pain of the Trader Bridge High School.
