Chapter 4: Jayden's First Class
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"The difference between school and life? In school you're taught a lesson then given a test, in life you're given a test that teaches a lesson." -Tom Bodett
A/N: sup guys? Please note that I'm only a freshman in high school, so I might not go into super detail with the information on what they're learning, and I'm trying to get all the facts right. Here's the next chapter!
As soon as he entered the room all eyes trained on him. He immediately felt nervous. They can tell... The teacher looked at him.
"Can I help you?" He asked Jayden.
"Uh...yeah. I'm new here and...this is my class."
"Excellent," the teacher responded. "My name is Mr. Jillsen. Just grab a textbook," he gestured to a shelf in the back of the room where there was a bunch of textbooks all lined up. "And grab an empty seat."
Jayden walked over to the shelf and grabbed a book, then proceeded to an empty seat. Most kids had already turned back to the front, but a few of them continued to watch him. He sat down in a seat that was sort of in the middle of the class room. He stole a quick glance around him. At least no one is staring at me anymore.
"Alright then," Mr. Jillsen said. "We are moving on to page 54 in your books." Jayden opened his book. The heading said 'Persuasive Essay Composition.' "Now who can tell me what one of the first things we need to write our essays?"
Several students raised their hands. The teacher looked around. "Hmm...Jayden?"
Jayden was shocked. He hadn't even raised his hand. "Um...a hook?"
"Yes, very good." Jayden felt relieved. He'd always been more focused on his samurai training and less on his academics, consequently only doing a few hours of school work a day. A hook was one of the few things he knew about writing essays. "Now," Mr. Jillsen said continuing the lesson, "What is the next thing we need?"
A few hands went up, Jayden's was not one of them. "Hmm...Jayden?"
Again Jayden was confused. "Uh..." He struggled to remember anything that might help him. "Uh...what the essay's going to be about?"
"Which is called a..."
"Uh...I don't know," he admitted.
"Would anyone like to help him?" A girl raised her hand. "Yes, Isabelle."
"A thesis."
"That is correct. Now after that, what do we need to complete our opening paragraph?" This time no hands went up. "Jayden?"
Jayden was starting to wonder if this teacher was a nighlock in disguise. "Uh..." Now he was really stumped. "Uh...a transition sentence?"
"Yes, exactly. Now, when writing the thesis it is important to remember to mention all of your points briefly to fully allow the reader to grasp the concept. Now then..."
He sure uses the word now a lot. Jayden thought.
"When we write a persuasive essay, it is important to back up your position. So, for your essays you will be writing about whether or not foreign language should be a requirement to graduate from school, and I want you to draw on your own experiences to answer it."
I'm doomed. Jayden thought.
"Also, you will be ready these in front of the class." Jayden paled. The kid next to him face-palmed. "Now you have," he looked at the clock, "30-20 minutes left of class to start brainstorming." As soon as he said this kids started talking to the people next to them. Jayden started brainstorming ideas on a piece of paper.
"Hey, new kid," the girl behind him said. He turned around. She had blonde hair with pink highlights and red colored contacts. "What's your name?"
"Jayden," he answered carefully.
"I'm Lorrie. Where are you from?"
"I was homeschooled."
"Lucky. Don't worry about Jillsen, he always picks on new kids. He was just trying to figure out how much you know. He'll stop after a little bit."
"You sure?"
"Definitely. I've taken this class twice now and he always does this."
Jayden decided not to ask how she managed to take the class twice. He looked at his blank piece of paper. Figures something like this would happen to me.
"So what's your next class?" Lorrie asked.
"Uh...P.E."
"Oh, that's in the gym. Just go down the hall to the right, then turn left, then go down the stairs. Once your outside just go to the health and fitness building."
"Thanks," Jayden said.
"No problem."
Jayden spent the rest if class trying to figure out what he was going to put in this essay. He was relieved when the bell rang. He decided to hunt down his locker before his next class. He followed the numbers on them until he reached his. He somehow managed to get it open, only to discover someone had written some colorful words on the inside. He put his book on the shelf inside, then made his way to gym class.
Wonder how everyone else's classes went.
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