I sat quietly for the remainder of the five minutes that it took people to file in. I'm very curious if Mr. Sweeney is going to make me stand up and do the typical introduce myself to the class. Seriously, I don't think it's necessary for none of the kids would care anyway.
Mr. Sweeney jumped up from his desk and suddenly slammed the classroom door closed, practically everyone in the room jumped, including me. Okay, first impression: mean scary science teacher. Dear lord, help me.
Mr. Sweeney spun around quickly, his beady eyes staring at the students in front of him.
"Welcome back...class, I assume you had a good weekend.... WELL IT'S OVER NOW!"
Holy sweet butter cheese sticks.
The rest of the homeroom was spent Mr. Sweeney lecturing us about how we kids slack off on the weekend and expect some kind of special treatment on a Monday. In some cases, that MAY be true. Useless papers were being passed around that will most probably be thrown away after homeroom is over. What a waste of trees...
The boy sitting in front of me, turned around and quickly slid the papers on my desk. He stared at me for a moment, for I'm a unfamiliar face.
"Hi, I'm Martin."
I whispered after shoving the papers in my pencil case, "Hello..."
Mr. Sweeney's voice boomed through the classroom, "MARTIN, pay attention."
Martin startled did was he was told to, however, unlucky for me, Mr. Sweeney's eyes bored into mine.
His voice completely changed from alert to nice, "Well, it seems like we have a new student in our homeroom today class...."
When I say this, I'm not kidding. For every single head snapped over to me, interested by the new sight. I felt my face grow hot. I was this CLOSE! Stupid...Martin.
"Why don't you introduce yourself..." Mr. Sweeney stated.
I knew it.
Slowly getting up from my seat, I gripped onto the back of my seat,
"Hi..? I'm Sadie McGee.."
The whole class was silent, still staring at me as if I was a creature from outer space. Please, make the torture stop..
Suddenly, the classroom door flung open, slamming into the billboard next to it, making some of the posters fly right off. In came a boy with brown hair. He was clutching into his books tightly, as he ventured toward his seat. I noticed he was wearing a plaid light blue shirt with a white undershirt over it. Nice taste.....
Everyone seemed to have forgotten me. Some students were snickering at the late boy, others just staring at him in disbelief.
"Mr. Bigby, do you have a late pass..?"
The boy hesitated, he was standing right next to his seat in the middle of the room,
"No-o? I forgot to get one at the office."
Okay, detention for sure. However, Mr. Sweeney's response was different from mine all together,
He said sternly, "Alright, if it happens again, detention with me."
Mr. Bigby seemed frightened at a moment, then recovered and began to lower himself on his seat. What happened next, I didn't expect. There was a sudden CRASH and Bigby was on the floor, tangled in the broken desk parts.
The whole class started to laugh insanely, Mr. Sweeney looked displeased.
What caught my attention was the three boys sitting near Bigby. One with a leather jacket, another had curly brown hair and the last with a buzz cut. They were laughing stupidly and uttering, 'Got you Bigby.'
Were they the bullies Coconut Head told me about earlier? I observed them quietly as Mr. Sweeney scolded Bigby in the background. The boy with the spiky dirty blonde hair seemed to be the leader, Loomer. He was still laughing over the 'little prank' they played on the poor late boy. It wasn't THAT funny.
Suddenly, this Loomer boy quickly glanced in my direction. Dammit, I was staring. Pretending to be looking at something over his head, I then returned my gaze to the back of Martin's head. The laughter had died down, however, I felt two pair of eyes on me for the remaining minutes of homeroom.
I think I'm in trouble.
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The bell rung once again for the beginning of the first class. My fellow peers rushed out of the classroom, not wanting to be late for their first period. I noticed that Loomer, his gang and Bigby haven't left their spots. I wonder what his first name is..?
Mr. Sweeney took his seat back upfront and waited for new students to come in and sit themselves down. I yet again felt the feeling I was being watched. Or I can just be paranoid. Snapping my head up, I proved my suspicions to be right. The bully with the leather jacket was looking at me. Sensing that I noticed, he quickly turned his attention to his buddies. Should I be frightened that I'll find some fake spiders in my locker by the end of the day?
Coconut Head's words flashed through my head, that's right they don't hurt girls. Let's just hope...
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Science class was actually not that bad. Apart from the fact that Mr. Sweeney yelled at few times and made me walk up in front of class to get my disgusting science book. Turns out we are learning about atoms. At least it's not about cells and the inner body, my old school is teaching it around this time.
Mr. Sweeney explained, "We'll be picking your lab partners today, who you will be with for the rest of the year."
He then proceeded to randomly pull names out of a hat. Loomer got one of his 'followers' while, Bigby was paired up with the other. His name is Ned, from what I heard.
"Sadie.....and Lisa."
Well, at least I got a girl. Suddenly, my new lab partner plopped down on the seat next to me, speaking very...loudly,
"Hi new lab buddy!"
I change my mind, can I have a boy?
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I sighed with relief as Mr. Sweeney let us go. Quickly rushing out of the classroom, I made over to my new locker. Okay, let's get my combo right this time....Got it! Throwing my science books in, I looked at my schedule. Math. I actually like math. Grabbing my binder and calculator, I almost closed the locker on my finger.
I winced slightly, "Ouch."
Out of the blue, a plump looking nurse appeared at my side and quickly put a band aid on my finger. What? It wasn't THAT bad. Before I could even utter a small 'thank you', she was on her way, her glasses practically dangling off her face.
The bell rung once again for the start of second period, quickly jogging away, I found room... 212. I opened the door and was amazed by the sight. There was about three long grey tables, the chairs were silver and the kids who were already in there were looking straight ahead, slightly twitching.
Did I make it into the smart class?
I sat down in the front, for it was one of the only seats not taken. There I recognized Lisa from science class, who was sitting next to a boy with really cool black thick rimmed glasses. He looked slightly panicked as Lisa was engaging him into a conversation.
The door slammed and a woman with blonde hair popped up wearing what seemed like a grey lab coat.
"Math class has began!" She half yelled in a Sweedish accent."
Sighing, I pulled out a sharp pencil and grabbed a math book from the shelve.
My new math teacher started scribbling math problems on the board as fast as lightning. Everyone was struggling to catch up.
Just one more period before lunch....
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