Short Dramatics

Toppling Chairs

The school bell rang. Everyone put up their chairs and left the classroom, Lupus included. Lupus was an odd one though. He put up his chair strangely, but this day, this very day, he put up his chair the strangest I have ever seen anyone put up their chair before.

Lupus had always been a strange boy. He would pick the hair out of the chair from the girl who sat here in 5th period and swat at flies who were not even anywhere near him. He loved to run and hated the school, and he made it obvious that very day.

Lupus yanked his chair front the chair, producing a wind. He was lightning fast and obviously excited to be done with school for the day. Then he leaned down and grabbed his binder with a force. With another great wind, he stood up banging his head on the desk and moving it a little. I looked at the scratch marks on the floor and sighed, as this happened often, but what he did next surprised me.

Lupus pulled his chair up from the ground with a force and practically threw it on the desk. It landed with two legs on the desk and two legs off of it. It started to tip and I started to scream. It was going to land on Ava. I was not going to let this happen. As Lupus started to charge off swerving left and right like a football player dodging people trying to take his ball, but no one was trying to take his ball. The only thing everyone was doing was yelling at Lupus to come back and as he swerved to avoid the nearest dirty animal cage that Mrs. Oz had, his body was like a racecar at the Indy 500, turning at every possible corner as fast as he could move his wobbly legs. Lupus had no idea what happened as he turned one of his last corners, and the class needed to make sure he could not escape. They all took a deep breath, even Mrs. Oz did but she was just doing that because her work was finally done for the day and she was tired.

The whole class had thought that Mrs. Oz was destined for retirement the day they first set foot in her classroom. She had the whole elderly look with grayish-white hair and wrinkles everywhere. Some of the eighth graders last year had told them that she would probably retire so they won't get her, but unluckily that was not the case. Everyone told bad stories about her, and her reputation was so widely spread that even the kids who hadn't laid a finger on her old black desks knew about what she did. No one knew why she wasn't packing up her classroom a year ago, but everyone knew that it was going to happen soon.

"Stop!" the whole class yelled in unison.

But we were too late. Lupus was already out of sight. He was probably already zooming about around the lunch pails avoiding teachers and computer carts.

"OH, Lupus", cried Mrs. Oz, "he sure is a strange one."

The whole class nodded in agreement. Luckily, I had caught the falling chair and Ava was okay. We are very fortunate that Ava or anyone else for that matter wasn't injured by his reckless acts and careless deeds, especially that day.

What Really Happened: Lupus has always been very odd and puts his chair on the desk with a lot of force. That day he missed the desk it almost fell on Ava but I caught the chair in the air. He did go out of the room swerving a lot of things and Mrs. Oz should really retire. The whole class did not notice or say "Stop!" in unison.