"Momma, Momma!" Called out the young sponge as he raced into his parents room. Margaret slowly opened her eyes. Stealing a glance at the clock as she did so. 6:53 Am. "Honey, school doesn't start for another 2 hours." His mother informed. "I know momma, but what do you think Patrick will be there?" He asked. "Get some rest, Spongebob" Chimed in Harold, his father, before turning over and trying to get more himself. "Your father's right dear, you don't want to be too tired for class tomorrow." His mother told him. "Aww.. okay." With that, little Spongebob made his way back into his room. "I'm not tired.." He grumbled as he climbed into bed, pulling the covers over him. Within what seemed like minutes, the door to his room creaked open. Margaret Squarepants peeking her head into the room. "Spongebob, it's time to get ready." She announced. Lazily opening his eyes, he recoils as the light is flicked on. "Five more minutes.." The sponge bargains.
"'Fraid not. C'mon dear, I got pancakes waiting." The sponge crawled from his bed, dragging his feet with exhaustion all the way to the kitchen. He grabbed a fork, looking over the pancake. It was decorated with whipped cream hair, blueberries for eyes, and caramel for a smile. She even formed it into the shape of a square. "I'm ready!" He could imagine it saying. Tearing into the pancake, he follows his mother to go pick out the day's clothes. "Okay, I'm heading off to work. Have a great first day, Spongebob" Chimed Harold as he grabbed his hat off the rack. "Bye, daddy" Spongebob called from his room. "How about these?" His mother asked, holding a pair of black pants and matching black shirt. "I want to wear my best clothes" Spongebob said, pulling out blue pants, a red bowtie, and a white shirt.
Checking the clock once more, it seemed they only had 10 minutes left. Hurrying to get ready, he grabbed his backpack, and rushed towards the door. The drive there seemed to take ages. The rush of excitement as the school came into view was undeniable. Already there were kids playing in every direction. "Bye, momma" He called out quickly, rushing to join them. As he entered the playground, he scanned the area. He didn't see Patrick.. There was of course many more kids to get to know, however! Bounding up to a group of kids playing in the sand, he grabs a shovel to join them. "Hey that's mine!" Calls out a light teal fish angrily, as he grabs the shovel from spongebob. With a pout, Spongebob goes to find someone else to play with.
He notices a familiar starfish waving to his parents as he goes towards the playground too. It's Patrick! Soon Patrick notices the small sponge as well. "Spongebob!" He says joyfully, running to meet his old friend. "Patrick, whose class are you in?" Spongebob questions, hoping with all his heart they would share the teacher. "Mr. Conch." Patrick replies.. "Oh.. I'm with Miss Shell.." He said with sorrow. "I'm sorry, Spongebob." Says Patrick sadly. Before they could get in another word, the bell rings. "What's that noise?" Patrick asks, looking around confused. "I don't know." Says spongebob, doing the same thing. "C'mon boys, it's class time" Says a teacher, corralling them into the building. Spongebob, alongside Patrick, make it to Room 04. "See you at recess, Patrick.." Says Spongebob entering the room, as Patrick goes into the room across from it. He notices a much older fish, standing at the front of the room. "Take a seat, class." The old fish commands.
"I know it's the first day, and excitement is high. However, school will be a big part of your lives from now on. It's important you are ready." She says. "However, we will start small." She finishes, as she hands out a worksheet and square pieces of paper. "All you have to do, is put the squares into the matching box."She instructs as the students begin. Spongebob stares down at his paper, trying to figure out this intense riddle. He picks up a paper with a cute baby snail on it. He smiled at the cute picture on the paper. He wished he could have a pet.. He would love a snail. Grabbing the paper, he whips it around. "Vrooommm" He says softly, mimicking the sound of a boatmobile he heard once. Miss Shell raises an eyebrow at the act. "This isn't playtime, that comes later. Here let me show you." She says to him, grabbing a picture of a worm and its baby. She places it into the box with the same picture in it. "Now you try." She says. Looking at the baby snail in his hands, Spongebob frowns. He places the snail in the corresponding box.
"Very good" She says, moving on to help another student. Now that the coast was clear, he picked up a picture of a baby scallop. Picking up a picture of a baby snail, he began to imagine an epic duel between the two. Making his best snail hissing impression, he begins to act out the battle. "Shh!" Came the same teal fish from earlier. Upon being taken out of his imaginary world, he noticed a few other students glaring at him. With a sigh he placed the scallop with the matching picture. This was supposed to be the start of something great. It didn't feel great to have to do what everyone else was.. His young imagination taunting him to continue the Battle of the Pets. How would there be a winner if he didn't continue? Soon the teacher went to the front of the classroom again.
"It seems like everyone has finished." She concluded as Spongebob looked down at his half finished project. "Moving on then to our next assignment." She said passing out another activity sheet. She stopped as she got to Spongebob."I see you haven't finished. It's okay, this is your first day." She said as she grabbed the matching game pieces and put down the next sheet. When she was done she explained the assignment. "Okay, as you can see I gave you some dice. Use the dice see how many eyes, ears, horns, and so on that you will give the monster you draw." Spoongebob looking down at the crayon on his desk. He remembered coloring with his family. He picked up the crayon and began to doodle a small picture of his dad. At that moment the teacher spotted him
"He seems to be struggling with everything.." She thought to herself. She came up to him, repeating the instructions again. Spongebob nodded. He would try his best to not mess up this time. After drawing his monster, another bell rang."Have a good recess." Miss Shell said as the kids ran outside. Spongebob knew he had to find Patrick. He stood by the door, waiting to see the pink starfish come out. It wasn't long until he did. With a large smile on his face. "Oh, hi Spongebob. How was Miss Shell's?" He asked. "Not good." Responded the sponge. "Oh, well Mr. Conch is awesome!" Patrick exclaimed. Patrick continued to praise his new teacher as they made their way to the monkey bars. "The burglars eventually made it to their UFO. But I'm sure we'll get them next time.." Patrick said, reminiscing about his first day of class. He had finished just in time for them to find the monkey bars. To their dismay there was already a line of kids at the monkey bars.
Disgruntled they searched all over the playground for open equipment. Along the way Spongebob explained a bit of why he was unusually quiet. They eventually discovered everything was taken. Before they could find anything to do, the bell rang again. "Yay, I'm coming Mr. Conch!" Patrick announced before running as fast as his chubby legs would carry him. Spongebob frowned, not moving towards the door. "C'mon inside, boy. Don't want to miss your first day!" Said one of the classroom assistants, ushering him inside. Miss Shell began to pass out small snacks to the students upon their return from recess. "Okay class, you all worked very hard this morning. Let's take a break now, with an episode of The Magic Boatmobile. " She said with a smile as she popped in the tape.
Together all the students learned about the planets with the help of the TV show. After the video was over, the class took a break for lunch. Being the first day, Miss Shell lead them to the lunchroom. Grabbing his lunch box, Spongebob gulped anxiously as he didn't see Patrick. He just wanted the comfort of a close friend right now. Eventually he spotted the tubby starfish grabbing milk and going to sit at a table. Spongebob didn't bother hiding that he was following. Eventually he joined the table. He was greeted by the sight of Patrick's new friends. "Hi Spongebob" He said, scooting over to make room. Spongebob took the available seat, uncomfortably close to another kindergartener. "Spongebob, this is Tiffany, Gabe, and Lisa." He said, introducing his old and new friends. "Hello" Spongebob greeted, feeling a little bitter he hadn't made any new friends. He opened his box and took out the pasta his mom packed for him. "Whose class are you in?" Asked Tiffany. "Miss Shell" Spongebob replied. "Cool."
Soon lunchtime was over. Another miserable experience of his first day at school. Making his way back to class, Spongebob was silently wishing to be able to go home. As he got into the room, the teacher announced it was "nap time". With little hesitation, he grabbed a pillow and blanket. The class fell asleep as the teacher read them a story about Biscuit the worm. When he awoke, the teacher said school was over for today. Some groaned, others smiled. Spongebob ran outside, racing to his mother's boat. "How was school?" She asked. "Mommy, do I have to go tomorrow?" He pouted.