Skittle was on her way to her first ever lesson at her new school. She checked her timetable. She had French. Skittle didn't like French back in her old school, but she figured it would be better here.
She saw a classroom up ahead. The rest of her form were running inside. Skittle checked the sign on the door.
"Miss Foggerty's French Class." Skittle read aloud, then she followed everyone else into the room.
Everyone was standing around in the classroom when a lady walked into the room. She was pale, with long, greasy brown hair and bulging eyes that seemed ready to pop right out of her head. She walked to the front and looked at the children.
"Good morning, class. My name is Miss Foggerty." the lady announced.
"Your name's Miss Froggerty?" a boy asked. A few people around him laughed.
"No, my name is Miss Foggerty. Don't be so stupid." Miss Foggerty snapped.
"She should be called Miss Froggerty. She looks like a frog." whispered the boy's friend, snorting.
"Detention!" yelled Miss Foggerty, pointing a bony finger at him.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because you dared to speak like that about a member of staff behind their back!" Miss Foggerty shouted, still pointing at him.
The boy shrugged, not really bothered. Everyone hated Miss Foggerty by this point.
"Right, well, I had better find you all a place to sit." Miss Foggerty said, and she sorted out seats for everyone.
Skittle ended up sitting at the back. This was fine with her, as she could just daydream where the teacher couldn't see her. She sighed and put her head on her desk. She definitely hated French.
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Darkness Falls
Teen FictionSkittle Aradito has a hard life. She has no friends, is hated by everyone and, worst of all, she is bullied by Casper Arterton, the most popular boy in school. Casper thinks he is all that, and tries to make Skittle's life a misery in every way poss...
