The Life Of a Teenager

Chapter One: Junior Walker

Today in the morning, my sister ruined my uniform cloths. She spill jucie everywhere on top of my cloths, and it's all orange color. Now I have to go to school without my school uniform for the first day of school. I wish my little sister was never born at this time. My dad drove me to school, and my mom made me some lunch for school. As for my little sister, she's in day-care. I heard that the girl that baby-sit my little sister was a girl named Sandra. She's pretty bossy, that's what my litle sister say.

(I forgot to introduce myself to you.)

I'm Junior, and I'm turning 13 next December. I just hope to have a better birthday party than the ones I have years ago. Last time my sister actually distroy my cake by jumping on top of it. She's all covered up in cream, and chocolate. But it was a funny thing, she's all cold, and chilly. (That's what she get) My little sister's name is Tiara, and she's just turned 3 last August. She's sometimes funny, but mostly she distroy everything you could imagine or have. It's like she's the enemy of my life. She'll follow me sometimes. My mom and dad always  work in the morning 'til the afternoon. I wonder if they ever make better payments every month. All will, I'll get a job when I grow up. I might wan't to be a doctor, maybe a police. Then I think again, I'll be a firefighter.

My dad drop me off on the front of the school. Dad sudden'y drove the car away. Then I stood there looking at everyone, and I started to walk inside the school. I walk slowly along the hall-way. Everyone look at me, but some of them ignore me. (I could take that) A few minutes later, I arrive to a 7th grade classroom. Everyone was pretty loud, but I'll say. They're just some loud kids. (I'm just saying) Not long before I got to my set in the back of the fourth row of the desks. The school bell ring, and a teacher appeared on the front of the classroom. We all sit forward and paid attention to the teacher with respect. The teacher looks nice, or so I guess.

"Hello, 7th grader. I'm Miss Khamsin, and I'll be teaching this class for the rest of the school year. Okay, 7th grader?" Said Miss Khamsin.

Everyone nodded. "Today is our first day of school, and we'll be having fun this year. So please, help me be gentle with this class." Said Miss Khamsin.

Then Miss Khamsin got silent, and she gaze at me for a while. I look around, and then pointed my finger to myself. Miss Khamsin nodded. I stand up, and walk to the front of the classroom.

She ask, "Why aren't you waring your uniform cloths on, Mr. . . " "Walker." I said.

Miss Khamsin looks around the classroom.

"Go to the office. I'll have a word with you later Mr. Walker." Said Miss Khamsin.

I turned to the classroom door, and started walking. I felt like my body is moving on it's own. But I just kept on walking. Then I closed the door while steping out side of the classroom. It's like my first time going to the office, but the very first time was when I have a bruise on my forehead. (kinda though) The lady in the office seemed pretty mean, and angry. She looks at me, and smiled really creepy. 

"Why are you here young man? Did you get in trouble?" She ask.

"Uhmm, I'm not in trouble. . . Will, I am, I guess." I said it confusingly. 

"Just sit in one of those seats." Said the office lady.

I walked to one of the seats, and sat there for a very long time. Suddenly the school bell ring. I also saw Miss Khamsin walking to the office. She talked to the office lady for a while, then she came up to me, and said.

"Mr. Walker, I'll have to call your parents and ask them to buy you uniform. I don't want you to have a school year with no uniform cloths." said Miss Khamsin.