So yeah uh hi, I got bored so i wrote another chapter haha. hope you like this one!
For the majority of the bus ride, Dave just stared out of the window, like always. Going completely unnoticed by his fellow bus riders. The only attention he ever got from the other children on the bus was an idiotic question or an out of place trip while walking down the aisle. Atleast that was better than what always happened at school.
After about 30 minutes of sitting on the bus, Dave finally arrived at his dreadful stop. Where he would experience hell on earth and there was nothing he could do about it. He was the last one off, as usual. He followed behind all of the other kids until they went into the school doors, where he separated quickly from the group, trying his best not to be noticed.
He headed towards first period, Art, with Mrs. Leijon. This was probably his favorite class, why you ask? Simple, he sat at the front, so no one else could talk to him without getting yelled at by Mrs. Leijon. Mrs. Leijon was one of Dave's favorite teachers, and Dave was one of her favorite students. It hadn't always been like that, however. At the beginning of the year, Mrs. Leijon hated Dave, but I'll get into that later.
As Dave walked into room 335, the room where art class was usually held, he noticed that Mrs. Leijon wasn't sitting wear she usually was. She wasn't even in the room. Dave was the first one to class, as always. He sat down, in his assigned seat, right at the front of the class. As more and more students started piling into the medium sized room, Dave noticed that Mrs. Leijon still wasn't in the class room. She was usually punctual and never got sick, where could she be?
After the bell finally rang, the announcements of the day, and Mrs. Leijon still wasn't in the class room. After the Pledge of Allegiance, instead of sitting down, the Principle, Mr. Vantas, told every one to stay standing. This was very unusual, usually after the Pledge of Allegiance every one just sits down and starts talking again. This time, however, it was different.
Everyone in the class stayed silent this time too, which was also very abnormal. Dave looked around worriedly, trying to see if anyone else knew what was going on, but they seemed just as confused as he was. He listened silentsly as Mr. Vantas spoke, in an uneasily somber voice.
"Students, I have terrible news. The art teacher, Mrs. Leijon, has passed away. She was caught in the middle of a bank robbery and was unfortunately, caught in some of the cross fire. She will be missed dearly..." After a short moment of silence, that honestly felt like a century to Dave, Mr. Vantas continued with the normal announcements, as if nothing had happened.
All of the kids in the class sat down and started talking again, like nothing had happened. Dave, however, was stunned, he could barely breath. It felt like the whole world was crashing down around him. Mrs. Leijon had been like the mother that Dave never got to have. He could feel a tear burning the side of his eye, until finally, it fell slowly down his cheek and onto his table.
So yeah sorry this chapter was so feels i just felt like something needed to happen already... anyways, thanks for reading, I'll try to update again soon!