Life Is Not A Fairytale

Chapter 15 Part 1 'Mood Swings'

Chapter 15

The day seem to drag along with me running arance for teachers, stamping labels on new books for the librarian, hanging up posters and fliers in the corridors of important school events dates.

If you're wondering why I'm doing this...well...its my way of contribution to the school, and it's also because I had nothing better to do with myself. I haven't attend any of my classes today- not that I mind. I am currently ahead of all my classmates in the lessons. So I am basically free all day.

I voluntary to help Principal Hunter organize students files back into the file drawer, and I maybe regretting it just the slightest bit. I eye the mountain of folders stack in front of me, and all I could think was 'God those poor trees'. Then glance at the clock, 1:30 it reads, and back at the vanilla folders. There most have been over two hundred folders.

I figure that if I sort out each vanilla folder, by the color of the spinal label with the students names and grade, I would get done much quicker.

I first made sure the table was absolutely clear of any paper, other than the folders. I started off, with the smallest looking pile

Color: blue

Gender: male

Grade: 10

Marcus Smith

Color: purple

Gender: female

Grade:9

Emily Danellie

"Seventy five down one hundred twenty five more to go. The struggle." I thought, standing up from the chair I propel to the other side of the long table where my bag lie. I whips out my phone and immedatly start to punch in the memerize speed dail number.

Placing the phone to my ears I couldn't help but to notice the wide two way window that gives of the most amazine view of the whole school property.

"Hello."

"Wow." I breath out.

"What?" said the voice on the other end of the line.

"This is beautiful."

"Again. What?" This time I was able to recognize the voice. The ole so see sweet voice that rightfully belongs to none other then Em.

I quickly compose myself, as I walk towards the windows. The view was breath taking. I never in my three years of attending this school have I ever acknowledged it beauty, and the great investment that was funded to the school to make this all possible.

"Rach?"

"Oh, yeah couldn't have been better. But this view Em, you...you just got to see it." I stood directly in the middle drew the beige certain aside and let my eager eyes reconnoiter the school marvelous terrain, of four story building all built with steal iron, and bricks.

The landscape was what blown me away, although we are still in winter, nevertheless you could still see freshly green grass, now that the snow has melted. In all truth I never actually spend time in the back of the school nor have I been to the west wing of this school, since all my classes are either in the east or north.

To think about it maybe that's why I never seen Davidson before.

Growing restlessly eager with the scenery before me, just as I turned an thirty degree to my left. I was taken away by the full sight of the soccer field. I was just so lucky at how close up they seem. It was like watching a 3D movie, with all these half naked guy's well... shirtless guy's to be more definite, running towards me. If only you knew how disgusting that looks.