Death and Dreams (COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED)

Chapter 18

AN: I don't own any of the pictures, they're all from google. Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!!!

A month later

Seb and I were late to school but we didn't care because of the fact that we were dirty, tired, and sore from making the house.

Walking into our class, the teacher stops talking and glares at us.

"Mr. Ames and Mr. Roberts why are the two of you late to my class on the first day of school looking like you got ran over by a truck?"

Seb answered irritated, "Well let's see...we were cleaning when a bear came out of nowhere and tried to mess up our cleaning. So, the both of us had to wrestle a 200 pound pissed off bear, should of just killed the damn thing but noooo. Rick didn't want us to kill it because then we would have offended him since he can turn into animals or some shit like that. So we had to knock it out and drag the damn thing somewhere."

"Mr. Ames quit your lying and take a seat. Make sure you and Mr. Roberts come to detention this afternoon"

Seb throws his hands in the air but starts walking to the back of the class with me saying, "Even when you try telling the truth, they don't believe you and still give you detention."

I grunted a reply and sat in the desk beside the window while Seb sat beside me. The lady went back to talking......I should really know what her name is.

Seb ignored the woman talking and turned to me, "we have all classes together but two of the teachers are new and seem to be married to each other."

"What do they teach?"

"The woman is our combat teacher and the man is our history teacher. History is the last class of the day as well."

"When do we have combat?"

"before lunch"

"alright if they give us hell then we'll just return the gesture"

"I was hoping you'd say that"

Seb leaned back and groaned in pain, "that bear kicked our ass"

"yep"

"How much you want to bet that Rick was the one to set that up?"

I barked a laugh but soon stopped because of my ribs.

The woman glared at us but I just turned my attention to the clock on the wall.

This was going to be a LONG day.

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Walking into the gym with Seb, we saw that everyone looked scared and was sitting on the bleachers.

Looking at the reason for their fear, I was starting to think that this school was made of wimps.

The Combat teacher was a woman with short dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She had to be about five feet tall and was wearing all black.