"Class do not get comfortable with your seating, your seat are due to change".
Mr. Dubell's eyes hovered around the class room than at his watch.
"Now!" he hollered.
Everybody in class S261 grunted. The class marched to the back of the room. Everyone's backs against the wall.
"Okay, uh Cody, Amy, and June please sit at table one".
"Ashley, Jerome, Dominic table two please". Mr. Dubell went on for two minutes.
"At last!" he burst out proudly looking at Ahlan, then, Fahima, then, Thomas."You three students will get table nine". Ahlan, Fahima, and Thomas took their seats.
"It doesn't end here" laughed Mr. Dubell
Mr.Dubell is an old man around his mid sixties, he's approximately five feet six. Even though he's old his body is in shape, his biceps and triceps still show. Mr. Dubells eyes are big and seem to light up with life whenever he smiles. Mr.Dubell is very kind to others, He's known for playing the role of an evil teacher with his students.
"Tables one, two, and three combine and don't plea". He resumed. Cody and Lirim helped put the tables together.
"Four, Five, and Six I shall mix".
"Eight, nine, and ten if you want to be split give me a billion yen.
The whole class was split into three groups. The first group given letter A, the second group given letter B, the third group given letter C.
"Ahlan please stand" asked Mr.Dubell.
"You will be the king of group A".
"Thomas!" "You sir are leader of group B".
"Fahima you are the queen of group C"
"How is Fahima a queen" blurted out Dominic. "She's a weirdo"
The class burst out laughing. They're laughs were stopped by Mr. Dubell "Thou shall not laugh without the great Dubells permission, and Dominic see me after school" he barked. "Now I have an urgent announcement to make, so Ahlan, Thomas, Fahima get to your groups so the day could began".
Fahima sat back down on her seat. She looked at Ahlan's hands as he pushed in his chair. She watched him as he prowled to his location. She quickly dropped her gaze when his head turned to look her way.
"Class" Mr. Dubell begin
"Our school has been accepted into the Black Bells Tournament, this is a tournament where only one winner may walk out"
"I will pass out a letter explaining that in a few minutes" he informed.
"Class, just cause we have been accepted into this tournament, does not mean we qualify," he added.
"There are other 8th grade classes in this school who have been accepted too. You will have to out best them and yourselves to get to the finals"
"Are you all ready" he coughed.
Mr. Dubell begin passing out the letters that explained the tournament in more detail. Then he passed out letters that were to be given to the students parents.
"Yes your parents need to sign those" he nodded.
