"Saroya!" Yells Mr. Grim, for what seemed like the 5th time that period. "Did i or did i not tell you to finish that worksheet?" He spits with annoyance.
" Sorry Mr. Grim. I'll get started" As i pull out the worksheet i should of started 15 minutes ago. With a exaggerated sigh, he walks off to his desk.
"Saroya? Are you feeling okay?" Chris whispers. Her voice soft and full of concern. "You're in your own bubble more than usual. I haven't seen Mr. Grim so mad before."
I look up into her huge brown eyes and i know, i can't lie to her.
" Yeah, just very concerned for my mom and all." I stammer, unable to scrape away the image of climbing the biggest tree in the forest and flying from tree to tree. She looks back to her paper and shrugs her shoulders. She goes back to her work as Mr. Grim passes by the table, his glasses on the tip of his nose and his head bent down at my paper like a hound trying to sniff out his prey.
"Hmmph" he says with a gruff.
I put my pencil down to the paper and begin to write away. And slowly i push the idea of flying, from my brain. Finally it finds a hole in the bubble.
