Sitting in class bored out of my mind! There is literally nothing to do, teacher says that you can get to work, so I grab a pencil to begin writing. OH wait he wasn't done talking!
"Ok before you start on your work you have to…" it was this point that I tuned out and began to look out the window. I started to think about the things that could have been different if that accident never happened. I started thinking about my family and how much I missed them, but if it wasn't for them I never would have met Marcus, Jake or any of the others in Heavens United. I started to think what would have happened to me if Brett had not have found me on that horrible day. I was just starting to go further into my memory when I felt something hit my head. I turned around so fast that I didn't even see the teacher. My head banged straight into his. The whole class erupted into laughter but was soon quieted by a death glare from the devil himself. (the teacher if you didn't have the connection)
"Owww…" was all I could manage as I held my head
"Marlia, was there something more important outside then there is inside the class room?" he said as he started to move away fixing his hair
"No sir" I said "absolutely, anything is more interesting than this, you're the only one who likes the sound of your voice." I said loud enough for only Jake, who was sitting behind, me to hear. He snickered when he heard my real thoughts. Jake was a good friend of mine, well more like a brother really. After I lost my parent I hated adults, they were always asking questions as if it was all of their business what I had gone through. Jake was the one that insisted that I joined Heavens United, with help from Marcus and Brett of cause.
"Is something funny Jake?" asked the devil teacher
"no sir" he said trying to sound serious, didn't last too long. After about 3 seconds he erupted into a fit of laughter, causing a chain reaction with the rest of the class. Soon the whole class was laughing at who knows what. The teacher was at the front of the class room tapping his foot on the ground trying to get us to be quiet. This didn't do anything. We weren't listening to the teacher at all.
Little did we know that the nick name 'Devil Teacher' really suited him.
