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Chapter #4
Trek to the Front
by: Unknown
You walk under the desks of the students. You could walk in the middle of the aisleways between the desks but you figured it could be dangerous considering that the students might exit their seats to sharpen their pencil or such and you would risk getting crushed. You had to admit, it wasn't like under the desks were much safer. With the students constantly shifting their feet and adjusting it made them very unpredictable. A foot that is the size of a ship that is unpredictable is obviously deadly. It was going to have to be a risk though.
You stayed as far to the side of desks as possible while under them and continued your trek to the front. You could hear Mrs. Symington's voice although you couldn't see her as you were under a desk and the occupant of the desk's legs and feet obscured your view ahead. Her once sweet voice was now louder and a little bit sterner but with a hint of her sweetness somewhere inside but aside from her teaching voice that suprised you was how freaking loud it was! To your small ears it was like thunder as she taught the students their lesson.
You continued ahead and almost to the front of the classroom but BOOM!!!!
The earth shakes before you and causes your legs to collapse and your ears hurt from the splitting boom! Beside you a girl's huge pink sneaker landed from the basket which was under the desk in front of her to colliding down on the ground. Just a simple movement caused such a chaotic erupiton to you! You quickly scrambled up and picked up the pace to the front of the classroom. Finally, you make it to under one of seats in the very front. Mrs. Symington is now in full view. Her blonde hair reflects the classroom lights well, her green eyes sparkle from the light, her fair skin glowed to perfection, needless to say, she looked more like she was 23 than 33. She wore a white shirt and blue capris with tan-open toe high heels. She would walk around every once in a while as she reviewed study questions for the current class reading project; "The Odessey". With each step she made the ground shook a little despite her seemingly long distance from you. Her high heels would make a loud *clack* *clack* with each step she took. You take a deep breath before deciding you should...
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