So I'm on the way to my class, and I see a swarm of boys around this girl from another country. The way I could tell she was from another country, is because she had a funny accent. So I kept walking to my class and I finally arrived. My first block teacher was Mr. Benson. As I walked into the room, I seen Megan from the cafeteria this morning. She was sitting in the desk by the window, because the teacher had name tags on the desk where you were supposed to sit. Due to my last name being Dragić and Megan's last name Drexel, she would be sitting close beside me. Afterwards , the tardy bell rung and now it was time to begin class. Mr.Benson started off by telling us his name and what he liked to do best, and he asked if we would do the same. A girl named Bertha Lee started because she wasn't shy as the rest of us were. So after telling us what she did this summer, he asked what she like to do in her spare time and she said EAT. Everyone in the class starting laughing and talking about her and Megan told Susie Lee Mae that her new name is Big Fat Hen. After those few minutes went by it was my turn . He asked what I did this summer and I said went to Disneyland in Florida. After asking me about Disneyland, he asked what I like to do in my spare time. I said read and exercise. So after everyone finished we had exactly 5 minutes left until it was time for 2nd block. I asked Mr. Benson if I could go to the restroom and Megan hollered out loud, "No you may not". I told Mr. Benson if this spatula head HOE keep talking, imma slap her. Mr.Benson said young lady watch your mouth, profanity is never to be used in this room. Mr. Benson was a fat hamburger built man that smelled like a skunk. He was so stink that the automatic air freshner went off 21 times in a row. I said to myself , how could you come to school smelling like this around a whole bunch of kids. I went back to my desk waiting on the bell to ring and I got a paperclip thrown at me. I got the paperclip out of my hair and stood up in the middle of the class. I said if one of yall goose neck, laundry booty,trash can lid head *** throw something else at me we're gonna have a problem. When all the uproaredness went down the bell had just rung. Mr.Benson said alright yall have a good day and be prepared to work tomorrow.
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High School
Short StoryThis is a story about teenagers in High school talking to each other best friends girlfriend/boyfriend. Teresa's best friend dies on the 2nd week in school after battling with Stage 4 Cancer. All students in the high school will attend the funeral t...