This single chapter will be uploaded in incriments because he website is havign aproblem with something when I paste it all over toghether.
(part2)
Becky sat down in the back of her English class and looked around assessing her peers. She hadn't been in this class first semester because it was only a one semester class. She had also taken academic because she was lazy and hoped to get the class with Jesse who had also taken academic.
So far the only people in the class room was her and this girl with white blonde hair. The bell rang and a minute later a bunch of Black and Latino kids came barreling through the door, breathless and slightly muttering about being late and making up excuses. Becky slapped a hand to her face and sighed.
"Alright, class. To start we'll be filling out these questions," the teacher said passing out packets of a hundred questions. "Oh, and I'm Mr. Roan."
One of the late kids raised his hand, "How long do we get to do this?"
"All class period, now get to work."
Becky flipped through the packet of questions. They were the easiest things in the world. There were questions like "Who was the first president of the United States?" and "What color is the American flag?" and "Who is the current President?".
"We have all class period to do this?" Becky asked unenthusiastically.
Mr. Roan turned in his swivel chair, "Yes."
"What if we finish early?" Becky asked raising an eyebrow. She knew she's get the work done in a matter of minutes.
"Put it on my desk and read a book or something."
Becky ran a hand through her hair. This is what she gets for taking the academic class. Work that even a horse could do with it's eyes closed.
This single chapter will be uploaded in incriments because he website is havign aproblem with something when I paste it all over toghether. ~Iska