“Well my name’s Emma I moved here from London, England a few weeks ago. I came from a public school in London and I have no clue if I’m going to be able to keep up.” “Well Emma, if you ever need help you know where to find me.” We both smiled and began to listen to the lecture. When Mrs. Bingham finally let us loose with the Brunson burners and extremely dangerous chemicals it was chaos. The table next to us managed to melt the glass beaker spilling all of the contents onto the table leaving a small cat sized hole in the lab table. The table behind us exploded the contents of their beaker everywhere burning multiple innocent bystanders. We weren’t doing too well ourselves. Emma had beautiful long blonde hair and she forgot to tie it back before we started. About five minutes into our experiment I looked over and her hair was sizzling and smoking. The smell of her burning hair was overwhelming. “Emma.” I said. “What?!” She cried. We were both becoming flustered with the assignment. “Emma!” “What! James?” “Your hair!” “My hair? Oh God.” She sprayed her hair down with the water that was sitting on our lab table for events such as this.“Miss. Craig, I see that you did not follow one of my rules. Do you know what the penalty is for not following my rules?”“Yes, Mrs. Bingham.” Emma said. People all around Emma and I began to snicker. “And what would that be?” She asked Emma a cruel smile beginning to form on her face. “I am banned from the lab for the rest of the semester.” I couldn’t let Emma fail.
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Just Another Day
NonfiksiThis short story is about a girl named Emma who has leukemia and she meets a boy named James.
