Hello one and all! I have not uploaded anything in a really long time, I'm realy sorry about that! Anyways, I have developed a deep adoration for Big Time Rush and I have many stories headed your way, so please be patient with me as I try to write and publish everything. I suggested this idea to TheRescuer2 who wrote a one shot story for me called, "Support", you should go read it, it's really cute! Anyways, I really liked my idea so I am expanding on it and it'll be a lot longer and how I had originally invisioned it. I would really appreciate any reviews or feedback, critique and any ideas and suggestions are good as well! Enjoy!
A loud ringing sound filled the air, disturbing the quiet third grade classroom where the students were busily working on multiplication and division worksheets.
"Alright that's all for today class," A young woman, presumably around twenty seven years of age, stood up from her desk, announcing to the class,
"Make sure you complete your worksheets and bring them back tomorrow! Push in your chairs and then wait by the door when you are ready to leave."
"Yes Miss Amber!" They all chimed in unison, excitedly packing away their pencils and folders into their backpacks. Gliding metal against floorboards could be heard as the youngsters did as they were told, pushing their chairs beneath their desks in haste, pretending as if it were a game and whoever obeyed the order first won. In a scramble, they rushed to grab their extra belongings from their cubby holes, such as their tin lunchboxes, crayons and colored pencils as well as their raingear. Once everyone had grabbed their things, they crowded around the door in anticipation of being released from school. Miss Amber gently pushed her way through the myriad of tiny bodies all packed together, tucking a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear as she grasped the door handle,
"You may leave but remember to wear your raincoats and don't forget your umbrellas!" She twisted the door handle and stepped back as to not be swept away in the crowd of squirming bodies and backpacks who were whooping and yelling due to their new found freedom,
"See you all on Monday!" A charming smile lit her face as she waved good bye to her young charges. It instantly was replaced with a frown as she bellowed down the hallway at a young boy who was zig zagging rapidly through the crowd,
"Oh for heaven's sake, walk Jimmy! And Elizabeth come back you…forgot your assignment book." Before the petite teacher could call out to the unaware student, the rush of children was gone, leaving Miss Amber alone in her classroom, the young girl's forgotten homework packet still in her hand. She returned to her desk, slipping down into her chair, shaking her head slightly, wondering how in the world she ended up teaching fifth and six year old children as a living. It is not as though she minded them really; they were just overly loud and filled with energy, most likely due to their fruit juice boxes and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that their mother's packed them for their lunch. She sighed, setting the folder on the corner of her desk; Elizabeth would receive it as well as a reprimand the following Monday. She gathered her briefcase, filling it with papers to grade and parent permission slips for the upcoming field trip to the county zoo that she had forgotten to pass out that afternoon. Once the room was in decent shape, Miss Amber quickly fastened her green scarf around her neck and flicked off the light switch, leaving her class room in moderate darkness. The door shut with a soft hiss, the jingle of keys audible down the hall way as the lady locked the door to her room. Her low heels made clicking noises as she proceeded down the corridor, passing by sheets of paper with cruedly drawn yet colorful stick figures, supposedly resembling the child and their family members, each one individually painted by the students. They were stapled to the blank walls, serving as meager decorations for the parent teacher conference that was to be held next Thursday. On her way, she passed by open doors, calling out cheerful goodbyes to her fellow employees, glad that she was fifteen minutes away from a warm cup of coffee and the comfort of her large plush chair settled next to the fireplace. She shoved her pleasurable thoughts behind her, needing to focus on getting home rather than simply fantasying about it. Her walk briskened, leading her to the main entrance of Maplewood's elementary school, where she firmly shut the iron wrought gate behind her before she headed into the parking lot, in search of her sapphire blue Honda civic, a vehicle she had worked long and hard to save up for. The wind was picking up, her loose bangs flew across her forehead as she began to feel the cold set in, scurrying it's way through her light coat.
"It looks like it's about to rain." She mused to herself, hoisting her scarf more securely about her shoulders, marching over to the back of the parking lot where she had parked her car that morning. Miss Amber hurriedly unlocked it, chucking her briefcase to the empty space that was the passenger seat, shaking off her damp heels before sliding inside the warm compartment. Fastening her seatbelt and twisting her keys in the ignition, Miss Amber caused the reasonably new car to roar into life in a matter of seconds. She tugged the scarf away from her neck, checking her rear view mirrors before slowly pulling out from the parking spot and into the road, flicking her head lights on before starting her journey home.
So that was a pretty short first chapter, pretty vague as well but don't worry, the next part is to come soon! Oh and I promise it'll be a whole lot more interesting than Miss Amber driving home hehe. Until next time and reviews are loved :)