A Kid's Journey

A Hard Rock

"Get up," a voice shivered.

"I TOLD YOU DAMN KIDS TO GET UP!!" Mrs Jordans screeched.

I gave the other children cover.

"Ooh, so it's the Swedish girl?" she questioned.

"If this is England, the English is right here," I said.

The other kids laughed.

"How dare you! You'll be doing the chores today!" she screamed at me.

"Thanks. Forgot to call me Angie," I told her.

"Guess how much "fun" we had," Mary - Anne answered.

"That's from the 2002 album," she sulked.

"Not it's not," Rylie showed off.

"It's the year right now. Why would KidzBop start in 2002?" I thought.

"Go and do the chores like I told you," she screeched.

"I thought we were doing multiplication," I told her.

"Thirteen times three hundred and seventy - nine?" I questioned them.

"4,927!" they answered.

"How dare you! I'm the teacher here! I'm teaching you!" she screamed.

She got her coffee and drank it.

"Forget it. We can find someone who knows us," I told Mrs Jordans.

"Prove it," she said.

I was not feeling too innocent in her. I read her mind.

"It looks like.." I started.

"It looks like what?" she questions.

"You'll be soaring away like a kite," I whispered.

The class (a.k.a. my friends) were dying of laughter.

"ANGIE GOODMAN! OUT!!" she screeched.

"Great. I can get away for this freak," I scoffed.

I went to Mr. Joyner's office so he could talk to me.

I didn't want to listen, but I had to.

Mr. Joyner was the best principal. Kind, good - hearted, and sometimes insecure of a student's actions.

"Angie, why do you do this?" he began.

"Do what?" I answered.

"You always don't do what Mrs. Jordans says. You didn't clean for her when she told you to do the chores," he told me.

"But she's rude, sulky and lazy!" I shouted.

"When did I give you permission to shout?" he questioned.

"Go and clean up the attic," he sighed.

"Actually, fine. Math tests can wait," I whispered underneath my breath.

"Look, Angie, I'm not mad but I don't want you to be rude and bratty to your teacher. That's not what we do in this school," he muttered.

"I get it, I'm doing it right now," I proclaimed.