6th hour: Spanish
Most of the people in the Spanish room were freshmen, which was a relief.
"What language is this again?" Wave asked, sounding bored.
"Spanish." Blaze said.
"I can't speak Spanish."
The teacher walked into the room. "iHola, clase!"
Everyone sat there. "What?" Sonic asked.
"¿Quѐ?" The teacher prompted. (PERNOUNCED: Kay)
"Yeah, ok, what does that mean?"
The teacher muttered something and started writing Spanish on the board. "Hola, clase, yo soy Señor Martenz."
Everyone stared at the board with its weird language written on it.
"It's all Greek to me." Jet muttered.
"Don't you mean Spanish?" Blaze asked.
"Oh, I thought this was Greek!"
The teacher smacked his forehead with his palm.
"Mr. Teacher Guy? Can you speak English please?" Wave asked.
The teacher sighed. "No."
"That was English!" Wave protested.
The teacher then went on to say some other stuff, all in Spanish and at lightning speed. Everyone sat there looking worried and wondering how the heck they were going to pass this class.
"Wait, everyone! I got a Spanish/English dictionary!" Tails opened the dictionary that was about twelve inches thick and began leafing through it.
"What's it say about the stuff on the board?" Wave asked.
"It says, 'Hello, class, my name is Mr. Martenz.'" Tails said.
"iMuy Bien!" Mr. Martenz said.
"What's that mean?"
Mr. Martenz sighed and looked up to the heavens and prayed a Spanish prayer.
"This class is the pits." Jet decided.
"iUn burro sabe más entonces!" Mr. Martenz yelled, running out of the room.
Tails looked for a bit in the dictionary and then got a weird expression on his face. "Jet, he just said 'a donkey knows more than you.'"
"So what? Donkeys can't fly." Jet retorted.