A/n: This is my first story, so bear with me. Shout out to all my friends,
especially those whom I was talking to while writing this, including my
'sister' (I wish) Emily and the knight in tarnished armor, sir Ben.
Jessica walked down the hallway to her 6th period class. 'Hmmm .what did Ms. Thompson say we were going to do today? A lab?' She shrugged to herself and made her way to the science room.
No one was there when she arrived so she got her journal and took a seat in the back of the classroom. She had few friends in this class, and Emily was in English right now. A group of jocks staggered into the room, shouting things at eachother like idiots. Jessica rolled her eyes
She meanwhile noticed something on the board. Compared to the usual large, bold writing on the board, a few letters scrawled on it really stood out. The tiny, old-fashioned handwriting read "Mr. Scots".
'Oh yeah, substitutes.' A lot of the teachers would be in meetings for the next few weeks, so they had warned us we would be having subs for most of the time.
Meanwhile most of the class had found their way to their seats and were chatting continuously. Jessica took no notice and merely kept her self bowed over her notebook. She was currently working on a picture of a snake. The 'Slytherin Snake', as Emily had dubbed it.
Suddenly, the door slammed open. Jessica snapped her head up. The substitute had finally arrived. But who it was made Jessica's jaw drop.
Jessica walked down the hallway to her 6th period class. 'Hmmm .what did Ms. Thompson say we were going to do today? A lab?' She shrugged to herself and made her way to the science room.
No one was there when she arrived so she got her journal and took a seat in the back of the classroom. She had few friends in this class, and Emily was in English right now. A group of jocks staggered into the room, shouting things at eachother like idiots. Jessica rolled her eyes
She meanwhile noticed something on the board. Compared to the usual large, bold writing on the board, a few letters scrawled on it really stood out. The tiny, old-fashioned handwriting read "Mr. Scots".
'Oh yeah, substitutes.' A lot of the teachers would be in meetings for the next few weeks, so they had warned us we would be having subs for most of the time.
Meanwhile most of the class had found their way to their seats and were chatting continuously. Jessica took no notice and merely kept her self bowed over her notebook. She was currently working on a picture of a snake. The 'Slytherin Snake', as Emily had dubbed it.
Suddenly, the door slammed open. Jessica snapped her head up. The substitute had finally arrived. But who it was made Jessica's jaw drop.