Principal Goodwin p.ov.
As I was working on sorting my office I heard a little buzz come from my computer. I then walked over to my desk and say it was an email from my secretary I guess that is what she was to me but anyways I then opened it and saw that all the teachers approved of the lock in for the eighth grade since it was almost the end of the year and I wanted to do something fun. So I turned on the intercom.
“Eighth graders important announcement we will be having a lock in tomorrow, so your homeroom teachers will be giving you a permission slip. Details will be on slip.There only will be a minimum of students able to go so turn in you slips. Have a good rest of your day students.”
Crest p.ov.
“Did you hear that Micky we’re going to have a lock in? Wait
what is a lock in?” I questioned.
“Haha, A lock in is when you spend the night at a place that isn’t anyones home, like a school, rec-center, or a gym. You bring sleeping stuff and you get to stay the night. There will most likely be games and activities.”
“Wow that sounds like fun!” I said excitedly.
“It is fun!” Micky said with the same amount of excitement as
me.
“We better make sure we get our permission signed and turned
in tomorrow so we can go,” I replied.
“ Yeah, wait why?” Micky asked.
“ Remember Ms. Goodwin said there is only a certain amount of eighth graders can go,” I replied.
“Oh yeah I remember now.”
After Micky had said that Mrs. Perkins, our math teacher then shushed us so we could take our test.
“Test are so long and boring,” I thought.
After thinking that for a while I decided I might as well start some because if I continue thinking that then I won’t finish anything and that won’t fit well with Mrs. Perkins. So I started my test. About half way through the bell had rung which meant we could go to homeroom. I then gave Mrs. Perkins my test on my way out and saw Micky waiting for me.
“How do you think you did? I asked as I approached her.
“I don’t know. How do you think you did?”
“ I think I did pretty well.”
“We should probably get to homeroom, like now.”
“ Lets go.”
We then started to our homeroom, which was not that far it is just me and her worried about being late. In my opinion being late was you were messing around in the hallways and don’t care. Well I do care and I don’t mess around.
After booking it to our homeroom we finally made it. We were then faced with our friends Lilli and Alex.
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