Wednesday-Fang's Perspective
As I walked into my first hour class, I happily went to my seat. Today was the day we would be watching the videos everyone had made! In fact, I was bouncing in my seat a little. After the tone had toned, we started to watch the videos. After a while, my group went. As our video played, I thought of all the fun we had had while shooting specific scenes. Once our video was done, we watched the rest of the videos and then just had the rest of class to talk. Once class was over, I left Mr. Wang's room and went to my mom's room, where Mr. Väinämöinen now taught all my mom's math classes. I sat down in my seat and waited for the tone to tone. Once it did, Mr. Väinämöinen started class.
"First, I will look at your homework!" he said while walking around the room and checking to make sure we had done our homework. After that, we went over the answers and then started our homework. I nearly had my homework done when the tone toned, so I left class and went down to the junior hall where my friends were. Rissy and Jess were in the middle of laughing at something, so I asked, "What's so funny?" while slightly laughing myself.
Jess stopped laughing for long enough to tell me.
"Today, in Advanced Algebra, Mr. Jones came into our classroom as a substitute thinking Mr. …Williams wasn't there! It was really funny!" said Jess before laughing again.
I started laughing too, until I suddenly saw a floating polar bear.
"Whoa, what's that?" I asked, staring at it.
"Oh, that's Mr. Williams!" Rissy said. "He's the one holding the bear!"
As I looked closer, I could soon see a person standing there.
"Oh," I said. "Hi Mr. Williams!"
He looked up and saw me before saying, "Hello."
His bear then asked, "Who are you?"
Mr. Williams sighed before saying, "I'm Can-Matthew, your owner."
I tilted my head a little at his strange mistake with his own name, but soon forgot it as the tone toned again and I headed off to Latin. When I walked into the classroom, Mr. Bonnefoy saw me and said, "Bonjour, mon ami."
I quickly sat down, since I had just learned that that means 'Hello my friend' in French. Why a Latin teacher would be speaking French, I don't know, but oh well! As class started, Mr. Bonnefoy occasionally spoke in French instead of Latin, but by the time class was almost over, it was like he was fluent in Latin. When class finally ended, some of the people left quite fast, seeing as Mr. Bonnefoy was…himself. But I wasn't in a hurry at all, so by the time I had finished packing up, it was just me and Mr. Bonnefoy.
"So, 'ow are you liking zhe teachers?" he asked.
"I like them. Some of them are really funny! Especially that Mr. Bell...Beil…sch…umm…" I said, stumbling over the difficult name.
"Mr. Beilschmidt?" Mr. Bonnefoy asked.
"Yeah, him!" I said, laughing a little at my own mistake.
"You sink he eez funny?" Mr. Bonnefoy questioned, tilting his head a little.
"Yeah. It's mostly his behavior, and how he always calls himself awesome!" I said, laughing a little bit more.
"Ah, I see. Oui, zhat is quite funny, especially since he really isn't," he said, smirking a little.
"Well, I should get to class now," I said, looking at the clock.
Right before I left the room, the tone toned.
"'Ere, let me get you a pass," said Mr. Bonnefoy, grabbing a random piece of paper and writing something down before handing it to me. I took it and left the room before reading it. It said, 'She was talking to moi~ Francis Bonnefoy.' I laughed a little when I saw his first name was Francis, and then walked into the Media Lit. room, where Rissy was already waiting. I handed the slip to Mr. Wang, whose face paled slightly when he read it. He quickly glanced at me and, seeing that I was fine, started class.
"Okay aru. Someone said they didn't want to watch YouTube videos, so we're going to do something else today."
"What is it?" asked Maya.
"We're going to talk about stereotypes aru. First, how about we think about some American stereotypes."
We thought for a moment before Mr. Wang said, "Okay everyone, do you have something aru?"
"We're one of the superpowers of the world," said Carson.
"Duí, that's true aru," said Mr. Wang. "Any others?"
"We depend on China for most of our goods," said Zach.
This was apparently very funny, because Mr. Wang started laughing. When he finally stopped, he said, "S-Sorry about that aru. Anyway, any others?"
"Umm, well, our economy is sorta going downhill," said Erica.
"Duí, that is very true aru," said Mr. Wang, smirking a little. "Now how about we do Chinese stereotypes."
After thinking for a few minutes, Mr. Wang said, "Okay, any ideas aru?"
"They make most of the products we use," said Nate.
"Right aru, we do," muttered Mr. Wang. "Any others?"
"Umm, they're all kinda short," said Erica.
"We are not aru!" yelled Mr. Wang. "That's Japan! He's the one who's short!"
"Wait, he?" Rissy asked, confused as to why Mr. Wang would refer to Japan as a 'he'.
"Umm, I meant it! The country of Japan aru!" said Mr. Wang, hastily fixing his mistake.
Even though most of the class was still confused, we continued on with the lesson. After going over a few more country stereotypes, and Mr. Wang laughing a few more times, the tone toned and I left the classroom with Rissy.
"Well, that was…interesting," said Rissy as we walked to get lunch.
"Yes, it was," I said as we walked down the hall and turned into the commons to get our lunch. As we stood in line, I noticed something different about the way lunch was set up. There were no tables containing other food we could choose from, like chips, fruit, and salad. Instead, the people behind the counter were handing out all the food. We reached the counter and got our food from the people there.
"Ve~ Ciao!" said one of them, waving at us.
"Hi," I said. "Where are the normal lunch ladies?"
"They were given a vacation!" said another, a tomato in his hand.
"Oh," I said. "Is that what happened to all the other teachers?"
"Si, it is!" said the first person.
"So what are your names?" asked Rissy.
"I'm Ita-I mean, Feliciano Vargas~" said the first one.
"You already know me! I'm Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!" said the second one.
"And I'm Lovino Vargas," said the third one, who was just standing there eating a tomato.
"Well, nice to meet you," said Rissy.
"Are you two brothers?" I asked, pointing at Feliciano and Lovino.
"Si, we're fratelli!" said Feliciano, smiling happily.
"Just shut up already," muttered Lovino.
"Aww, but Lovi~ Don't you want to answer their questions?" Señor Carriedo asked, looking at Lovino.
"O-Of course," he said, cheeks turning a little red.
The tone suddenly toned, so I said, "We need to go eat lunch. Bye!"
Feliciano and Señor Carriedo waved goodbye, while Lovino just stood there, munching on his tomato.
"That was interesting," said Rissy as we walked to the Chemistry room. After we had walked in and sat down, Jess came in about a minute later.
"So, what did you think of the new lunch people?" Rissy asked as Jess sat down.
"I thought they were kind of funny!" said Jess as she started to laugh, Rissy and I joining in.
"Yeah, they were," I said.
"Especially Lovino. He was eating a raw tomato!" said Rissy.
We ate the rest of our lunch talking about the lunch people and the rest of our teachers. Once we had finished lunch, Rissy left to go to her next class, leaving us to deal with Mr. Braginski.
"Today we will be doing a lab," said Mr. Braginski, passing out a sheet of paper to us once everyone was ready. "Follow the instructions and everything will go fine. But if you don't…" A slight aura came around him, making some of the students shudder a little.
After Mr. Braginski had passed out papers to everyone, we quickly started the lab. After
Jess and I had gotten all the supplies for our lab, we started. The lab involved dropping a small ball onto a target that was hidden by carbon paper (basically a rectangular piece of solidified ink). We drew the target onto the sheet of paper we had and taped it to the floor, putting the sheet of carbon paper on top of it. Jess dropped the ball first, and did so again and again until she had done it 25 times. Then I dropped the ball for another 25 times. When I was almost done with my turn, Mr. Braginski came over to check on us.
"How's it going?" he asked, coming out of seemingly nowhere.
I jumped a little and the ball landed on the floor near the paper.
"Good," I said, trying not to show fear.
"That is good da," he said, walking over to another group and startling the person dropping the ball in that group also.
I quickly finished dropping the ball and then we looked to see how many dots had gotten in each ring. After counting them up, entering them into a table, and dividing the number of dots by the area of the ring, we answered the questions and drew a graph of the data we had found. Once we were done with that, the tone toned, and we started to pack up our stuff. Rissy came in a few minutes later, and we started talking and laughing about Mr. Karpusi. He apparently slept most of the class period, leaving the class to do pretty much whatever they wanted.
"Today, though, another person came in and he and Mr. Karpusi got in a fight," said Rissy. "It was really funny watching the two of them!"
We talked for a few more minutes before the tone toned and Rissy and I headed off to U.S. History. When we walked in, Mr. Jones was eating a cheeseburger.
"Hi guys," he mumbled through his mouthful of food.
We waved before sitting down in our seats, waiting for the tone to tone. When it did, Mr. Jones finished off his cheeseburger and said, "Okay dudes, so let's start class!" while pumping his fist in the air. "Today we're gonna be talking bout stuff with the Constitution! Haha! So open your books to wherever the Constitution is, cuz Idk where it is!"
We all paged through the book until we found the Constitution. America started to read it in his loud voice, seeming almost excited about it. When he finished, he started to talk about the people who wrote it, still talking excitedly. When the tone toned, Mr. Jones seemed almost disappointed.
"He's really enthusiastic about the Constitution," said Rissy once we had left the classroom.
"Yeah, he is," I said, putting my stuff in my locker while Rissy put stuff in hers. We rejoined and walked to the band room together, Jess eventually joining up with us. When we entered the band room, Mr. Edelstein wanted to start class right away. We worked on some holiday pieces first, and then worked on one of our other pieces before the tone toned and I headed to my mom's room. Mr. Väinämöinen had let me study in there even though my mom wasn't teaching there for now. I set my stuff down and walked out in the hall to go to the bathroom and get a Diet Coke from the teachers' lounge. When I walked out, I saw Ludwig walking down the hall, making sure it was completely spotless.
"Hey Ludwig," I called.
He looked up and saw me.
"Ah, hallo Fang. How vas your day?" he asked.
"It was good. Lunch was really fun! Feliciano and Lovino were kind of funny!" I said.
Then, as if summoned, the brothers walked up next to Ludwig, Feliciano ve-ing happily and Lovino grumbling.
"Hi Germa-" Feliciano's mouth was covered by Ludwig's hand. Ludwig whispered something in Feliciano's ear before uncovering his mouth.
"Ve~ Sorry Ludwig! I forgot! Oh, hi!" said Feliciano, waving to me. I waved back, saying, "Hey Feliciano."
We talked for a while before I went back to my mom's room and did some of my homework. I then drove home and thought about the crazy day I had had.
A/N: Sorry about the late update Fang! But still, happy late birthday! Hope you like this chapter! And hope I got your mind okay! As I said before…I didn't want to delve too deep into your mind… And to everyone else, hope you liked it! Reviews are appreciated!