There is no more band...
Ivypool walked into the classroom in English. She was dreading the day since today was the day that the teacher was going to read her freewrite essay thingie.
"Hello students! Since yesterday I didn't finish the freewrite essay you wrote, I shall finish them today."
Ivypool didn't wanted to hear her read her free-write so she pulled out her blue head-phones and listened to Imagine Dragons on it.
"Ivy!" the teacher shouted, "pay attention!"
Ivypool didn't hear her, but just turned up the music louder. She liked it loud.
It was awesome, just sitting there and droning the teacher's voice out while she listened to what she wanted to hear.
She started humming along to Demons when someone yanked the headphones out.
"Hey!" she cried.
"You can get these back after school," the teacher snapped. "Today is the last day anyway."
Ivypool muttered some cuss words directed at the teacher and glanced up to see if she had heard it. She didn't.
'The teacher's deaf," thought Ivypool.
"Today my teacher got mad at me for being late," the teacher read, "I mean, she has quite a temper!"
The teacher continued, not suspecting anything at all, "She started saying something I didn't understand since it used a lot of weird words."
"Then she left me alone for a while. She then started raging about details and parts of speech which I already knew.
Since I already knew it, I decided to play a game on my laptop. Then the teacher started getting angry at me again for no reason.
She grabbed a yardstick from her desk and threatened to smack me with it. I got scared so then I declared that I was a boy, even though there is absolutely no difference between both genders. The teacher dropped her yardstick because probably she was scared of the power in declaring things randomly. She almost tripped over her heels, but sadly she didn't. It was sad because since she didn't fall and get a concussion, we still have English class. If she got a concussion, she would be sent to a hospital.
"Then the principle will probably play a fun game with us. And then we can go home happy, with no homework! Instead, she didn't get a fall, as I mentioned earlier. Since she didn't, she got mad and gave the class homework. The homework was free-write. So I had to write this thing called free-write.
I think it's dumb, and I hate this. I'm done."
The teacher looked up and then the teacher starting yelling at Ivypool.
"Go to the principal immediately!"
Ivypool darted out of the classroom.
"But you were the one that wanted to hit me with yardstick."
Babysitting Hours
"Why were you late?" asked Molewhisker from his spot on the couch while eating spicy lime chips.
"Because the stupid teacher held me back and I had to steal my headphones back," Ivypool replied.
Cherryfall nodded and offered her some chips.
"By the way, this is the last time you'll babysit us, so yeah."
"Really?" Ivypool gasped, "and then I could do what I want, right?"
Then Ivypool threw a huge party and left her neighbor's house.
AN: Finally finished with this. I had no more inspiration for this, so I'm not continuing this Ivypool's story until eighth grade, but I will, however, make a new story about...something more rock band-ish like.
-Silver
