Insane Clowns
Tatiana Williams had never seen such crazy kids as Dan Cahill and Lyra Blackwell. Ms. Williams had been teaching at Attleboro Middle School grade 8 for 9 years and never had she had to tell two students to stop holding hands in class. Ever ,at all.
"Ms. Blackwell , you can be moved or your hand can move back to the paper in front of you." She said. Lyra's hand shot to her paper and began working and writing. The same happened in computers, science and even English, which was Lyra's best class. She couldn't pay attention whilst Dan was in the vicinity. She just couldn't. In Music she heard
"Ms. Williams?" She turned to have an elastic band whack her right between the eyes. Dan was laughing like a fool and Lyra leaned on him for support. They high-fived, then locked fingers and dropped their entwined hands. Lyra smiled and winked at him.
"Office Mr. and Mrs. Cahill. I mean Mr. Cahill and Ms. Blackwell." They left, hands still entwined, for the office. She handed out an assignment and poked her head out of her classroom. Another strike for Public display of affection. Making out in front of the office.
"Ahem!" she cleared her throat. The two separated and Lyra began cleaning her fingernails. Dan began twiddling his thumbs. His eyes lingered over to Lyra. He smiled to himself. Ms. Williams rolled her eyes. Why couldn't Dan be like his sister , Amy? Docile, quiet, never got into trouble. No. Dan had to be wild and crazy. And Lyra! How many times had she shown up late wearing that annoying hat? Too many. The principal, Mr. Wright , would deal with them. Harshly. She heard later they were suspended.