( song above has nothing to do with the chapter 😂😅 I just LOVE the folklore album💗 )
" THERE YOU ARE DASHIE AND PURPLE HOOMAN WHOM I'VE NEVER MET"
Twilight got easily offended and spoke up " I have a name, you know."
" Hmm... Let me guess!!" She took a pause and put a literal thinking cap on and surprisingly no one even stared. " Your name is..."
" She'll never be able to guess in a million years" Twilight arrogantly whispered to me.
"... TWILIGHT!!! AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT" The bubbly girl giggled.
Twilight's jaw dropped, she was shocked just as much as I was. We never really knew what she was truly capable of until now.
" How on earth did you-"
" Pinkie sense silly!"
The 10 minutes went by quickly and we each were forced to go our separate ways a.k.a our next class/ period.
My 3rd period was room 11 I believe that should be in the 2nd floor. I'm quite glad it's not up in the 3rd floor, I might be athletic but I certainly don't want be walking up and down stairs for every single class I have.
There was no teacher in sight yet the door was open, or so I thought. I walked in and took a seat in the front row, journalism seems kind of fun or at least it seemed like it until a familiar face walked through the door with that cocky smile of hers.
The bell rang a couple minutes later and to every students suprise our journalism teacher came out of the storage closet. " Sorry if I gave you the creeps, I was just tidning my seven rings"
She came closer to the board and wrote her name in pink ' Ms. Butera'. " I know what y'all are probably thinking, I'm wearing a ring but I ain't gonna be no Mrs. I actually bought matching diamonds for six of my best friends"
Ms. Butera had her hair in a ponytail but not the simple type and her clothing somehow reminded me of something a singer would wear while on tour.
( Ms. Butera is wearing this.... I'm terrible at describing clothing 😅)
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Our journalism teacher handed out composition notebooks which is for taking notes and writing drafts and just like our teachers proud she explained what behavior is expected etc. etc.
Since Ms. Butera finished earlier than expected she let us students interact with each other which was something I wasn't looking forward to, I can't possibly be stuck with her for two whole semesters!! And no, in case you're wondering I'm not speaking of Ms.Butera. She's chill.
I meant Lightning Dust, my nightmare.
You're probably wondering what she'd done to deserve so much hate, huh? I get a bit sensitive when the topic is brought up but I'll go ahead and give you a quick summary. Not because I want to but it's necessary.
