So this is what it feels like to be locked in a cement building for six hours. Nothing to do but fill in assigned worksheets and write designated assignments on paper. I must be in hell.... or worse, school.
Three days after my fresh beginning, hell decided to regain its strength and drag us back into its cement pit of boringness. What a dull life.
Somewhere in the world there must be a princess, she must have everything, long majestic hair, boys rushing to her side, servants to assist her every need, and a kingdom to rule over. I could see the scene as if I were a brave prince following the beautiful teenager on her walk through the Royal gardens. Each time her foot picks up and lands gracefully on the next tile of the path, it's breathtaking; it's like the graceful migration of a swan.... Wait do swan's migrate..... Maybe I should check my science boo.....
A loud pounding fills my ears, like the sound of a human being beaten, but worse. My eyelids shut then quickly open to a terrifying sight. Tall as a skyscraper, thin as a the width of a blade. My eyes look up from the heels of this beast to the glare in her eyes. Sharp, marvelous stare, the type you would see in a hostile dragon, yet I imagine her species to be human.
"Caroline! How dare you fall asleep in my class!"
Such a booming voice, maybe my ears were bleeding from her tone.
"In my defense, I wasn't sleeping, it's a term called day dreaming for the....."
I start to mumble off and I could tell she wasn't paying attention by the way her paper thin legs had already carried her to the front of the classroom. Another penetrating screech filled the classroom; the familiar sound of chalk against chalkboard. It sounded like a battle to the death; chalk over-powering it's victim. With one final scratch then a simple tap on the painted wall, and there it was in flawless font.
My name.
In complete capitals.
That could only mean one thing......
I had just bought my one way ticket to picking the gum off of the bleachers.
