Hey guys! Okay, so here is a new chapter! I really hope that I haven't lost all of my reviewers and readers because I haven't updated in a while. That would make me sad...

Anyway, today is the LAST day I will update in 4 days because I have an All-Star tournament for softball this weekend, so I will be busy! Hopefully, this next chapter will receive LOTS more reviews, because this teacher is AWESOME!

Also, I went onto Traffic Stats, and I discovered this: 104 people have read my story in the month of June. You know how many people have reviewed? 13. I would really appreciate it if everyone would review, even if you hate it! Please, for the love of Drew, review?

Enjoy!

(Day 2 of zero period) Two words to describe Mr. Welsh: Energetic and mustache. He either drank way too much coffee, got up way too early, or is just way too perky. He has a silver mustache and a half bald head with the same silver hair color. He wore a UC Berkeley T-shirt with long grey pants and running shoes.

We learned later that he is in charge of cross country, wrestling, a counselor, and our Advanced English class. His room was filled with pictures from the ground up to the ceiling. On the board was a quote. It said: My white plume. I walked in, not really knowing where to sit. Then, I saw a great friend of mine: Katie Gardner.

"Katie! How are you this morning?" I asked. Katie turned towards me and smiled.

"Chase! I'm well, thank you!" She replied.

"I thought you were in Mr. N's class, fourth period. What happened?" I asked. Katie laughed.

"I got transferred out!" She said with a smile. Katie has dirty blond hair with piercing blue eyes. After everyone was seated and situated, Mr. Welsh came to the front of the class and asked us if anyone knew what the quote meant. We all shrugged, not really knowing in what context he was speaking of.

"Class, has anyone heard of Cyrano?" Welsh asked us. Everyone nodded. "Well, then you should all know about this quote. He said it, after all." Welsh said. Everyone in the room hushed, until a boy I recognized raised his hand.

"Doesn't it mean, like, swagger?" The boy asked. Mr. Welsh looked impressed. The boy had ash blond hair, and blue eyes. I believe his name was-

"Luke Castellan? Brilliant young man, brilliant." Mr. Welsh said. Then, the room quieted for a moment, until Mr. Welsh sneezed. We all laughed, and observed him as he walked over to the wall where the door was.

"That's a lot of pictures." Katie whispered in my ear. I nodded, and watched Mr. Welsh stand in front of the picture of him with a shaven face, but with a sharpie mustache drawn onto his face.

"Do you know why I love this picture so much?" He asked. We all shook our heads. "Because it was given to me by a special student. His name was Travis Stoll, and he was in my class last year. Every day, he would sit in the exact same spot, and I would wait for him to say or do something stupid. I remember this one time he-" Mr. Welsh stopped. "I really shouldn't tell you all. He might get embarrassed." Welsh said. We all begged him to tell us.

"Welsh, tell us!" Someone said. Welsh smiled.

"Okay, I'll tell you. One day, he came to school in a dress. I asked him 'Why are you wearing a dress Travis?' And he replied 'I don't know. Cause I wanted to.'" He said.

Everyone started to laugh. "Then, I guess some kid later picked on him because of it, so I had to call Travis to my office. 'Travis,' I said 'I'm going to have to call home because you were involved in a fight today. Unfortunately, you will be suspended.' Travis sighed, and left my office while I called his mother." Welsh laughed.

"I called, and his mother answered. I said, 'Mrs. Stoll, Travis was involved in a fight today about his dress, and I'm going to have to suspend him.' There was a long pause on the phone. Then: 'Yes! Thank you!'" W stopped again.

"Now, I'm really confused, because most parents are asking silly questions and this and that. But no, instead she screams yes! I politely asked her why she was so happy. You all ready to hear what she said?" He asked us. We all nodded. "She said it was because she was happy he was becoming a boy again, especially after the way he dressed that day!" By this time, we're all on the laughing hysterically.

"That's one heck of a mom, eh Annabeth?" Katie asked. I nodded. Finally, I checked the clock and realized it was 10 minutes till 8, which meant that all of us had to leave to go to first period. When I was about to leave, I called out, "Bye Mr. Welsh!" Welsh smiled.

"See you later, Chase!"

Well, writing about my teacher makes him sound crazier than I ever thought he was. Hmm… Review please!