Hope you enjoy part 2!
After about 15 minutes we approach a large building with the words on the sign in front of two big doors. I can't fully understand the sign but I'm certain that this is Mike's School. He starts to walk in along with several other children. LIke Mike said, there were lots of older kids. They were so tall that they looked like giants. Then again, I haven't seen many people yet other than Halloween and Mark. I haven't even met Mike's parents yet. Mike told me about them before but still.
Mike walks down a hallway full of other kids pushing and running in our way. I frown as I say "How rude."
"But that's how normal kids act Mal," says Mike as he looks around.
"But you don't act that way Mike," I tell him.
He blushes again as he says, "I know." Then he spots an open door and goes into the room of the open door.
Inside the room is full of kids Mike's age playing with several colorful toys in the back. Some were putting their things into small open cubes with nametags for each kid. Some were also sitting at the round tables in the room drawing, figure painting, etc. Many of them were almost as rude as the kids outside the room screaming their heads off or grabbing random objects of others without asking! It was complete chaos.
Mike walked to a cube with his name on a name tag. He put his book-bag in the cube and then sat down in a chair at a blue table. Some kids were already at the table. There was a girl with string in her hair who was drawing a picture of a yellow duck. There was also a boy with a cap on his head playing this blocks on the table. And lastly, there was another boy with orange hair who had his head down on the table. He looked bored out of his mind.
Suddenly a loud ring started going off! I held my hands to my ears. Mike then said "Its ok Mal, that's just the school bell to let us know that school started." The annoying ringing did cesse as soon as Mike said that. I took my hands off my ears. I hope they change the sound of that bell soon.
Soon a women entered the room. She had light brown hair, a dark red sweater, a black knee-length skirt, brown shoes with white socks, and glasses that showed her having green eyes. I felt my face starting to burn a little as my vision got slightly blurry. My heart was beating faster than usually. The women then wrote her name on the board in front off the room. While she was writing, I ask Mike who she was. Mike said "I don't know." When the woman finished writing on the board, she then turn around to face the back of the room. She then said, "Hello class, my name is Ms. Turner. I'm your teacher for the rest of the year."