I get up and walk to my next class. Unfortunately my class is all the way on the other side of the building, maybe I should just skip class. It would benefit both me and my teacher. Let’s do that. I take a turn to the right which is the exact opposite way of my class and run straight into Principal Ansely Parker's arms. (Yeah my principal has two last names deal with it).
It takes him a minute to recuperate but then he gives me a knowing smile. "Why isn’t it Lucy Sanger. Where might you be going because I know that you should be heading to chemistry right about know. You wouldn’t be cutting class now would we?" I shake my head no and put on the fakest smile that I can muster. "Well then, since it’s your first day back why don’t I walk you to your class. Can I have that privilege?" Oh man, why of course you can principal why not it’s not like there is anywhere else that I would rather be. I nod my head yes. Actually if I could pick out one person in this god forsaken school to be with it would be him. After all of my "outbursts" him and I have grown pretty close. I can’t believe I am actually saying this but he is actually a pretty cool guy.
He places his hand on my shoulder and we walk to, um what class did he say, oh yeah chemistry. It doesn’t take us very long. Sadly I was actually the first person in the class room, we have like 10 minutes in between classes and only the losers get there first. Yay me, starting the new semester off right by being the first person in class, let's see if that helps me at all.
"Let's go meet your teacher" Mr. Ansely Parker says. I roll my eyes at him and he laughs. Mr. Ansely Parker knows I don’t talk and he is perfectly fine with that.
"Hey now, you are going to do good this semester. It’s your senior year and you have to start getting on top of things, like start looking at colleges and what you want to be doing with the rest of your life. Because both you and I know that this is not the place that you want to be in the years to come." Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever. He gives me this speech like one time of week, so it’s really something that I was expecting out of him.
"Mr. Brady" says Mr. Ansely Parker while pushing me into the room with his hand on the small of my back."This is your student Lucy Sanger. She was having a little trouble finding your room so we decided to walk here together. You know the situation that she is in, but it is my understanding that there is actually someone in this class that is willing to work with her."
It takes him a minute to recuperate but then he gives me a knowing smile. "Why isn’t it Lucy Sanger. Where might you be going because I know that you should be heading to chemistry right about know. You wouldn’t be cutting class now would we?" I shake my head no and put on the fakest smile that I can muster. "Well then, since it’s your first day back why don’t I walk you to your class. Can I have that privilege?" Oh man, why of course you can principal why not it’s not like there is anywhere else that I would rather be. I nod my head yes. Actually if I could pick out one person in this god forsaken school to be with it would be him. After all of my "outbursts" him and I have grown pretty close. I can’t believe I am actually saying this but he is actually a pretty cool guy.
He places his hand on my shoulder and we walk to, um what class did he say, oh yeah chemistry. It doesn’t take us very long. Sadly I was actually the first person in the class room, we have like 10 minutes in between classes and only the losers get there first. Yay me, starting the new semester off right by being the first person in class, let's see if that helps me at all.
"Let's go meet your teacher" Mr. Ansely Parker says. I roll my eyes at him and he laughs. Mr. Ansely Parker knows I don’t talk and he is perfectly fine with that.
"Hey now, you are going to do good this semester. It’s your senior year and you have to start getting on top of things, like start looking at colleges and what you want to be doing with the rest of your life. Because both you and I know that this is not the place that you want to be in the years to come." Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever. He gives me this speech like one time of week, so it’s really something that I was expecting out of him.
"Mr. Brady" says Mr. Ansely Parker while pushing me into the room with his hand on the small of my back."This is your student Lucy Sanger. She was having a little trouble finding your room so we decided to walk here together. You know the situation that she is in, but it is my understanding that there is actually someone in this class that is willing to work with her."
