This choice: CHOOSE YOUR PARTNERS FOR YOU." • Go Back...Chapter #7Como Se dice...? by: M.E   "I WILL CHOOSE YOUR PARTNERS FOR YOU, SINCE YOU GUYS NEED TO KNOW EVERYONE." She spent the last two minutes picking pairs. I was the only one left, along with Kiana. "OK. EVERYONE GOT A PARTNER?"
"Not me, Ms. Martinez."
"OK, THEN. UH...KIANA DOESN'T HAVE A PARTNER. GO PAIR UP WITH HER."
"If you say so." I jumped off of Edna's table, and walked to the other side of the room to Kiana's table. I see she was wearing some high top sneakers. I climbed the table leg, and found Kiana working on the assignment. "You started without me?"
"YOU DIDN'T COME QUICK ENOUGH."
"Now what am I suppose to do?"
"JUST COPY, NERD."
"Ok." I took out a sheet of paper and my lucky pencil, and began scanning her answers onto my paper.
***15 minutes***
"Looks like where done early. Now what?"
"WE JUST WAIT FOR THE REST OF THE CLASS, THEN WE GO OVER THE ANSWERS."
"Sounds fair enough." We just waited, watching the others work, until Kiana came up with a question.
"SO, UH, MIKEY. DO YOU TASTE GOOD?"
"Excuse me?"
"DO YOU TASTE GOOD?" I was baffled by her question.
"I don't know. I never been told."
"OH. OK." We continued our patience waiting, until Kiana grabbed me by the leg.
"Hey! What the hell-" She then stuffed me in her mouth. I looked around her cavernous, seeing those giant molars of hers, big enough to crush me easily. I was quite scared, so I walked back from her set of teeth. Unfortunately, I stumbled across something a bit more wildly and slimy, her massive tongue. I turned around, and saw the giant tongue, ready to bring me down. I ran around her tongue, trying not to get caught. I quickly made an attempt to hide under her tongue, but all I did was help her.
When I crawled under her tongue, she placed it down upon me, with a load of pressure. I was being squashed. She stopped for a moment, then pulled me up on her tongue. Then suddenly she catapulted me straight to her throat. "No way I'm becoming a snack!" I quickly stopped by holding on, but her tongue came in to push me inside. I thought I couldn't make it, until I was luckily rescued.
"MS. JOHNSON? ARE YOU DONE WITH MY WORK?" She couldn't talk with something in her mouth, so she gave a nod. "EXCELLENT. WE'RE DONE, SO GET READY TO GO OVER IT. WHERE'S MIKEY?" She quickly pulled a lie out, pointing to the seat next to her. "HE'S THERE?" Kiana nodded once more. "WELL CAN YOU BRING HIM UP? THANK YOU." Kiana bended over to the seat and spit me out. I was covered with saliva and germs.
"Why do you do-" I couldn't finish my sentence, as she was drying me up with her jacket.
"TELL HER, AND I'LL FINISH WHAT I STARTED." I didn't want to be devoured alive, so I kept shut. She then brought me up to the table, allowing me to see everyone staring at us.
"HELLO, MIKEY. ARE YOU DONE WITH YOUR WORK?"
"Yes, Ms. Martinez."
"GOOD. IT'S NOW TIME FOR PRONUNCIATION."
Everyone went back to their regular seats, including me. I was glad to get away from that girl. "I try to be a nice fellow, and then she tries to eat me alive. What's with her?" I came back to my table, with Edna giving me a helpful hand.
"NOW THAT WE'RE ALL IN OUR ASSIGNED SEAT, LETS GET STARTED. EDNA." Edna turned her attention to the educator. "COMO SE DICE... PENCIL?"
"LAPIZ."
"EXCELLENT. KIANA. COMO SE DICE... BACKPACK?"
"MOCHILA."
"MUY BEIN. MIKEY!" I was prepared. "Yes?" "COMO SE DICE... WHAT TIME IS IT?" I had no idea what to say.
"I don't know."
"WHAT?! IS IT BECAUSE YOUR SHY OR YOU JUST DON'T KNOW?"
"I just don't know it."
"I'M DISAPPOINTED, MR. SHRIPO." She gave me a horrible look, which made me feel like a total idiot.
"This is going to be a long day."
The rest of the class was just pitiful. I couldn't answer any of her questions, and she was giving the easy ones to the other girls. It was like I was suppose to know this stuff. If I did know this stuff, then why am I here? At the end of class, we all rushed to the door. I said goodbye to Edna, knowing I'll see her tomorrow. I was passed by Kiana, who slurped her tongue around, trying to scare me. I sighed, walked out of the classroom, and put my hands in my pockets. I then noticed something strange.
"Where's my cell phone?" I patted around my clothes, till I figured out it was nowhere near me! Where could it be?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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