The door slammed behind Katie’s back! TEN THIRTY-ONE! She was one minute late! Being one minute late was such a crime in Mrs Humpton’s eyes. In her opinion, if we forgot a single full stop at the end of a sentence we fail English class. And the most atrocious, is she makes everything so boring that you just can’t help it thinking about random things in life. For a simple example, yesterday I for some reason was thinking about how ice cream tastes with ketchup, or even mustard. The day before that, I wondered if there was enough water on earth to fill mars inside.
“ANNIE ANNIE!” Mrs Humpton was now shouting.
“What is a semi colon?” She asked with a furious face.
“Ummmm,” I answered, if you could call it that.
“Then when do you put a comma in your writing?” She tried again.
“When a sentence is too long?” I answered shivering.
“NO!” She scram back at me.
James bursted out laughing. He was followed by a couple of others and after a couple of seconds everyone was loosing their heads, including me. Mrs Humpton’s wig fell off! Before she could even realise Mr long nose, The headteacher, came into the room saying
“Whats going on in here?”
And he burst out laughing.
This didn’t really get me out of detention, but the only thing I could think of doing in this school jail was just daydream pretending to constantly be listening to all the school rules. It didn’t work out because…
“Annie listen or that will be suspension!”
It was fair, but I was frustrated. What will I tell my parents if I get suspended in the third day of school?