The Year of the Classroom Wars
by Meghan Ziegel
Girls can
be mean. Everybody knows it. But what about boys? They can be
mean too. Especially when they are
fighting for their
dignity.
I found this out firsthand ,and some other stuff, too, when I started, ‘THE
WAR’.
Chapter 1
My name is Jean Allen and everybody knows who I am. Even people
who I’ve
never heard of! I guess you could describe me as popular, but I’m not
snobby or any of that junk that they put in movies. I simply know how to get
my way. And I’m used to it. Now don’t be mistaken, I’m not
spoiled. My family isn’t rich or anything, they’re just average.
AND I have an annoying older sister, Emma. She has got to be the most annoying
sister on the planet, but I’ll go into more detail about her later.
What I want to tell you about is my first year of High school. Many people
still
refer to it as the Year of the Classroom Wars…
Chapter 2
It all began on the second day of ninth grade. I went through the
first half of the day extremely bored and that may be what caused
me to ,slightly, put
a toe out of line. After lunch I decided to, er, liven up the class a bit.
The block I happened to be in was Chemistry, my favorite. Since it was
my favorite I had much knowledge on the subject of chemical reactions,
or in
other words,
big bangs. I went into class and took my assigned seat next to my lab partner,
Timmy Lyle.
“Settle down, class,” Professor Egnight called unnecessarily
as he strolled into the classroom. Professor Egnight was one of the
few people with
the talent to keep a class silent with his mere presence. “Today
we will observe the reaction of Sicapord and Yelswood extract. You are
to follow the
exact instructions on the board and when you are finished, take notes on
the reaction,” He then turned to his desk and began to type up something
on the computer.
We found the
ingredients and goggles in the cupboard as instructed
on the board. I read the instructions through quickly and realized that
instead of the explosive product you could create he had simply written
down the concoction
that fizzed. I decided that this was the perfect opportunity to make
my day more interesting. I wasn’t sure that Timmy would be too happy
about it though, so I didn’t tell him. Instead I offered to do it
myself because I knew he hated Chemistry. That was the glitch in my plan.
(For him) In a few seconds
I had created a concoction that would explode when it reached 170†F. Which
happened in approximately five minutes. When it exploded I was extremely
thankful that
I was wearing goggles. Professor Egnight seemed to know immediately which
lab had exploded. Fortunately, he didn’t know which one of us had
caused the explosion because there were four at our table, Timmy and I
on one side, and
Jimmy and Amy on the other. (Amy is my best friend.) Since Jimmy and Amy’s
beaker was still intact, there was only one group that he could blame.
And since one of us was laughing hysterically, he didn’t have too
much trouble…
Chapter 3
“Timothy Lyle Cobracken. What on Earth did you think you were doing? Explain
yourself!” Professor Egnight glowered down upon him.
“
I-giggle-I didn’t-giggle snort-I didn’t-“ He tried
to speak but I need hardly say that he failed dismally.
“That is right, you didn’t
think, did you?” retorted the Professor, attempting to embarrass him
using his own failed attempt to speak. “That will be a detention, I think.” He
said gleefully.
My impression
of him changed dramatically. Of course, I didn’t
say anything, but I could tell by the look Timmy gave me, that
I was going to be skinned alive if he had his way. But then, I
highly doubted that would
happen. Still, I should probably start brainstorming revenge tactics,
just in case…
TO BE CONTINUED
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