Tuesday-Jess' perspective

As I walked to my first hour class with Rissy, I wondered if we would have the same teachers as yesterday. When we arrived in the classroom, I saw Mr. Williams again, so I knew today would be the same as yesterday. Once class started, Mr. Williams calmed the class down as best as he could. Kuma-what's-his-name was there too, and he calmed the class down better than Mr. Williams with his, "Who are you?" question. When Mr. Williams answered, the class had settled down enough to hear his answer of, "I'm Matthew, your owner!" When he saw he had our attention, he checked our homework and again left us to do the homework for that night. It wasn't as much as yesterday and Rissy and I finished early, so we started talking about how weird everything was lately.

"What did you think of all of your teachers yesterday?" Rissy asked.

"They were all really weird. Like Mr. Jones. He kept talking about America like he was America. And then my study hall teacher was saying how awesome he was and stuff like that. It was really weird. What about you?"

"Yeah, same. I had Mr. Karpusi, and he just slept the whole period! Otherwise, I had the same basic teachers as you."

When class ended, Rissy and I walked down the hall until we had to part, and I headed to U.S. History. Mr. Jones greeted us again as I sat in my seat. When class started, he said, "So, umm, let's talk about Iggy-I mean England! What do you know about him-I mean it!"

"Well, it's usually raining in England," said Justin.

"Yeah, it is! Anything else?"

"Prince William and Kate!"

"Yeah, them! Anything else?"

The whole period was spent talking about England. It wasn't as fun as yesterday, since Mr. Jones seemed pretty passionate about America, but it was still fun. After U.S. History was break. I quickly went into the hall and set my backpack down on a small ledge by the office. While I waited for Rissy, Alan came.

"Hey Alan," I said.

"Hey," he said. "What do you think of all these weird teachers?"

"I'm not really sure what to think! They're all really weird."

"Yeah, my teachers are really weird too."

When Rissy came, we continued to talk about our teachers until the tone toned. I walked to Study Hall, which was right next to the office, and set my stuff down. Since I didn't have any homework today, I just read my book and listened to Mr. Beilschmidt rant on and on about how awesome he was. When Study Hall finally ended, I went to Spanish. I was greeted at the door by Señor Carriedo.

"¡Hola Jess! ¿Como estàs?"

"Bien."

I then sat down in my seat and waited for class to start. When it did, Señor Carriedo opened up his Spanish book and said, "Abren sus libros a pàgina veinte."

Once everyone had opened their books to page twenty, Señor Carriedo told us to read it. After reading over the page, I looked up and waited for everyone else to finish.

"Okay! So, how do the estùpido mexicanos say ser?"

"Soy, eres, es, somos, sois, y son," everyone said.

"¡Bien, clase! So how would you say 'I am tall'?"

Someone raised their hand and said, "Soy alto."

"¡Bien!"

For the rest of the class period we talked about how to conjugate ser correctly. When class was over, I walked to Chemistry. I wasn't really looking forward to it because of Mr. Braginski, but at least I had Fang, unlike Rissy.

"Okay class," Mr. Braginski said after the tone had toned, "We're going to be doing a lab today. Go to your correct stations and follow the instructions on the sheet you grabbed."

I walked over to the lab tables and waited for Fang to get to the table also before we started the lab. At least Mr. Braginski won't be involved as much as yesterday, I thought.

We went through the lab quickly and had soon finished it. The tone rang as we were packing up, and Rissy awkwardly walked in as people were walking over to the desks to have lunch.

"So did you think Chemistry was better today?" Rissy asked.

"Yes, definitely," I said. "Mr. Braginski barely even talked to us!"

"Yeah, I know! And wasn't the lab kind of fun?"

"Yeah, it was!" said Fang. "Especially with that yellow goop stuff!"

"Yeah, that was pretty cool!" said Rissy.

We ate our lunches while talking about our classes and soon the tone had toned. Haley came in soon after.

"So, have you had the same teachers?" she asked.

"Yeah, we have. Do you know what's going on yet?" asked Fang.

"No, still have no idea."

Haley and Fang started talking after that, so Jess and I left to go to the bathrooms. Once in there, we talked more about our teachers.

"It's just so weird," I said. "It's not a senior prank, since it's way too early for those. Wait! Maybe we should ask Mr. Huizenga!"

"Good idea!" said Rissy.

We quickly walked out of the bathrooms and into the office. That's when I noticed that even the secretaries were different.

"Hallo," said a quiet looking person with glasses.

"Oh, hello," said another person with a random pelican on his shoulder. "What do you want?"

"We just wanted to talk with the principal," I said.

"Oh, okay," said the first guy.

We walked into the principal's office, but did not see Mr. Huizenga.

"Who are you?" asked Rissy, kind of sounding like Kuma.

"Oh, hello ladies!~ I am, umm, Mr. Roma!"

"Okay, Mr. Roma. What's with all of these weird teachers?" I asked.

"Oh, well, umm, it's world appreciation week, so all of the teachers have gotten the week off and the subs are all from different countries!"

"Where are you from?" asked Rissy.

"I am from Italia!" said Mr. Roma.

Just then the tone toned, so we left Mr. Roma and grabbed our backpacks to go to our next classes. We walked together until I reached the Media Lit room, where I parted with Rissy. Mr. Wang was still the teacher, and I was actually kind of glad. All we had done yesterday was watch YouTube videos, and that was really fun, so I hoped that we would do it again. When the tone toned, Mr. Wang started class.

"Today we're just going to watch YouTube videos again aru!"

"Yay!" cheered the whole class.

So after a whole period of YouTube videos, the tone toned and I walked down to band. I walked in and sat down, quickly and carefully putting my clarinet together. Once Rissy had walked in, we started to laugh and joke before Mr. Edelstein quieted us down. We warmed up and played number 5 again, then got to work on our pieces. After class, Rissy left to catch the bus, but I stayed behind with Fang and Jodi, my sophomore friend.

"What do you think of your teachers?" I asked Jodi.

"I don't know, they're all kind of weird. Especially that Mr. Beilschmidt."

"Yeah, I know, he's really weird!" I said.

After a few more minutes of talking, I left to go home with my mom, and we talked about my weird day too.

A/N: That was really weird, writing from Jess' perspective… I've already gotten so used to my own…so that was just so weird… Meh, anyway, I really appreciate reviews! So please review! You'll get a cupcake!