I walked into class and sat in a نشست اگلے to Skye.
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her نشست and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, سے طرف کی the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, آپ know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as I always have when a stranger says my name. I'm just lucky I didn't put my full name on the application. I get up and walk to the front of the classroom. I look at Mrs. Marrow.
"Umm, what do I say?" I ask. All of the sudden a couple of kids are laughing.
"Just, about yourself. Yourself: in a summary!" she says, looking at some paperwork.
"Umm, I am Samantha Fitzpatrick-"
"Like, the Fitzpatrick girl from the Suite Life?" one boy in the back row asks. Another girl in the front, with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a tank-top, a denim skirt, and much jewelery, turned around and gave him a quick cold stare.
"Shut up, Robert." she said. "The Suite Life is FAKE. Besides, who still watches that show?" she asked.
He blurted back at her, "You probaly still do, Miranda. Say, do."
"Both of you, shut up! Robert, آپ have a lunch detention and a Responsibility Class. And آپ can NOT call your mother. Miranda, lunch detention." Mrs. Marrow yelled angrily. She started writing on a sticky note for both of them. She then turned to me and asked,
"What school did آپ come from?" she asked. I hesitated and tried to think of something. I thought of the school the poor kids went to in my village. "L'apprentissage est essentiel" I believe it was called. In English it meant "School is essential"
"L'apprentissage est essentiel" I replied. "It means 'School is essential'"
"Where was this school?" she asked
"Umm, Dagsboro, a small town in Delaware..." I replied. I had done research last night and was looking for small towns to state I was from.
"You may sit down now." کہا Mrs. Marrow. Everyone seemed bored with me. All of the sudden, I tripped and fell on my face. Even Skye started laughing. "Sam! Even if آپ don't become liked on the first دن doesn't mean آپ have to turn yourself into Robert!" excplaimed Mrs. Marrow. "Tsk, tsk. Responsibility Class for you!" she added. She wrote on a sticky note and handed it to me. I went back to my نشست and sat down.
"Oooh, new girl got in trouble!" teased the boy in front of me. I looked up and fell in love. He was handsome. Dirty blonde hair with green-blue eyes. He was wearing a plain, black شرٹ, قمیض with a black جیکٹ over it. He wore navy jeans with red converse. "One tiny mistake, and it's RC for you! Oh, and just so you're not a newbie, RC is after-school detention." Then, he turned around and acted like nothing happened. Mrs. Marrow was staring at him. "I know, I know. RC."
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her نشست and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, سے طرف کی the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, آپ know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as I always have when a stranger says my name. I'm just lucky I didn't put my full name on the application. I get up and walk to the front of the classroom. I look at Mrs. Marrow.
"Umm, what do I say?" I ask. All of the sudden a couple of kids are laughing.
"Just, about yourself. Yourself: in a summary!" she says, looking at some paperwork.
"Umm, I am Samantha Fitzpatrick-"
"Like, the Fitzpatrick girl from the Suite Life?" one boy in the back row asks. Another girl in the front, with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a tank-top, a denim skirt, and much jewelery, turned around and gave him a quick cold stare.
"Shut up, Robert." she said. "The Suite Life is FAKE. Besides, who still watches that show?" she asked.
He blurted back at her, "You probaly still do, Miranda. Say, do."
"Both of you, shut up! Robert, آپ have a lunch detention and a Responsibility Class. And آپ can NOT call your mother. Miranda, lunch detention." Mrs. Marrow yelled angrily. She started writing on a sticky note for both of them. She then turned to me and asked,
"What school did آپ come from?" she asked. I hesitated and tried to think of something. I thought of the school the poor kids went to in my village. "L'apprentissage est essentiel" I believe it was called. In English it meant "School is essential"
"L'apprentissage est essentiel" I replied. "It means 'School is essential'"
"Where was this school?" she asked
"Umm, Dagsboro, a small town in Delaware..." I replied. I had done research last night and was looking for small towns to state I was from.
"You may sit down now." کہا Mrs. Marrow. Everyone seemed bored with me. All of the sudden, I tripped and fell on my face. Even Skye started laughing. "Sam! Even if آپ don't become liked on the first دن doesn't mean آپ have to turn yourself into Robert!" excplaimed Mrs. Marrow. "Tsk, tsk. Responsibility Class for you!" she added. She wrote on a sticky note and handed it to me. I went back to my نشست and sat down.
"Oooh, new girl got in trouble!" teased the boy in front of me. I looked up and fell in love. He was handsome. Dirty blonde hair with green-blue eyes. He was wearing a plain, black شرٹ, قمیض with a black جیکٹ over it. He wore navy jeans with red converse. "One tiny mistake, and it's RC for you! Oh, and just so you're not a newbie, RC is after-school detention." Then, he turned around and acted like nothing happened. Mrs. Marrow was staring at him. "I know, I know. RC."
