︶꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶♡꒷꒦︶♡꒷꒦︶ Chapter 2: “So, what do you have for the first period?” I asked, pulling out my schedule “I have science.” “Same!” said Zoey, “Do you have ELA after?” “Nope,” I replied, looking at my schedule again, “I have math.” “I have math first period!” Jake said. “I have ELA,” Lily said, "but I do have math right after!” We waved each other goodbye and headed off to our classes. Zoey and I walked to science together, and by the time we got to the classroom, it was still pretty early, so only a few people were actually in the classroom. Zoey and I scanned the room for the perfect seats. We found ones that are in the back, but not in the way back to get the reputation that we’re not paying attention or anything. But they’re not too close to the front that we’re the first people the teacher picks to answer questions. We chose two seats that were next to each other, for friends sake. I sat in my seat, waiting for the bell to ring, wishing that the rest of my friends were here, sitting with me and Zoey. My friend group formed when we were all in 4th grade, and we got very lucky being in the same class as each other in elementary school for 4th and 5th grade. For 5th grade we actually got to choose our seats for the very first time, so being the good friends that we were, we chose seats together. Fresh memories arose of us passing notes to each other when the teacher wasn’t looking. There was this one time where we got caught though. I had tried passing a note to Zoey, but we were in between Jake and Lily. So instead of passing it to Lily, who passed it to Jake, I tried to climb all of the desks, and hand the note to Zoey before the teacher turned around. However, I wasn’t fast enough, so when the teacher turned around, she found me, sprawled out on my, Jake’s, Lily’s, and Zoey’s desks, clutching a piece of paper in one hand and trying to pull myself forward with the other. We all got in trouble, but it was still really funny and we still laugh about it to this day. My train of thought was interrupted when the bell rang, and a giant tsunami of students flooded the classroom. After all of the students had found a seat, the teacher walked into the classroom, writing “Miss Lopez” on the board. Our new science teacher had extremely long, bubblegum pink hair and dazzling green eyes, and was wearing a dark sage green top and dark blue jeans. I haven’t met her yet, but she feels like a really cool teacher. Slightly strict, but cool. “Good morning class, I am Miss Lopez, your new science teacher for this year!” said Miss Lopez, excitedly. “First things first, let’s take attendance. And please let me know if I mispronounce any of your names. Angelina Abbott?” “Here!” said Angelina from the back of the class. The list went on and on. “Michelle Johnson?” “Here” “James Miller?” “Here” Finally, Miss Lopez gets to my name. “Chloe Eriksson?” “Here!” I shouted. After taking attendance, we went through all of the rules, where stuff is, etc. We got our first assignment, which is to basically fill out your name, your birthday, your favorite color, and stuff like that. I finished my assignment pretty quickly, so I handed it in and I had some time to read my book for a bit. I checked it out of the library a couple of days ago, and I’m trying to read a couple of chapters a day, before I have to return it. Soon, the bell rang and we headed off to our next classes, which was, in my case, math. Although, after science class, I already felt drained. I walked into the math room and found that there are, once again, a small handful of people in the room. I spotted Lily already seated, with her backpack over the seat next to her. She must be saving that seat for me, I thought. I walked over and Lily removed the backpack from the seat. I sat down and took out my book to read a bit before class started, while Lily was looking at the board, waiting for the teacher.
Continued: A couple of minutes later, the bell rang and students were flooding the door, pushing one another to attempt to get a good seat. The wave of students were followed by the teacher, who introduced himself as Mr Martin. We got started on our first math assignment of the year. Somehow, I managed to finish the assignment early, though it felt like all of the information I had on math somehow leaked out of my brain during the summer. I hand it in and go back to my seat to read more of my book. The bell rang, and everyone left to take a short break before their next class. After my last class of the day, the bell finally rang, signaling the end of school. I raced out of the classroom to my locker to get my things, before exiting the school and waiting on the benches for my friends. Eventually, all of my friends joined me, and we began our walk home. My friends dropped me off at my house, because again, my house is closest to school, and I opened the door and went inside. I took off my shoes and put my backpack down. I went to my room and I just chilled for a bit, thinking about the first day of school. I hate first days back at school. At least I had my friends with me for 8th grade. And nothing could ever change that. Omg chapter 2 is so long I had to fit it in the notes and credits box because scratch wouldn't let me put all of it in the first box >:(
