"What brings you here?" Mrs Catcher asked me.
"Uh, I came with Ms Senneth actually." I told her. To my relief, she didn't ask questions. We talked and they said they'd see me again soon, which I hoped was true. I left the Annex building and went to the Main Street Building. It felt so good walking across that familiar sidewalk as a light breeze blew by me. Time to see my Language Arts teacher, and then finally my American History and Algebra 1 teacher.
I peered around the door to Ms Becc's classroom- she was the teacher who I'd asked Ms Senneth about. She was sat at her desk, typing away on her computer.
"Knock knock." I said nervously. She looked up from her typing, and Ms Becc's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Winona!" She got up from her desk and I got a hug from her too. We talked for about five minutes. Turns out, she was engaged to her boyfriend. She asked me how school was and again, I was told that I was hoped to be seen again soon.
I left and walked up the staircase, taking care not to let the big doors slam shut. Nearest on the hallway was the door to Mr Ozone's room. I nervously looked inside, but he wasn't there. He'd never really liked me anyway.
So finally was Mrs Ware's room. I looked inside, and she was talking to Mr Ozone.
"Mrs Ware?" I looked around the corner of the doorframe that I'd sat right inside of for so many years.
"Winona!"
And that visit went like all the others. I truly felt home. Ms Ware told me that Ms Senneth had been by already and asked me to just go back to the strings classroom. I went to Mr Lancer's room, and there was not only Ms Senneth and himself, but Paul was there too.
"Ready to go, Winona?" He asked. I nodded. We said goodbye to Mr Lancer and piled into the car to go home.
Suddenly, Paul's cellphone began to ring (I found it touching when I heard that it was 'Here Today'). I began to him along, but I was interrupted by Paul's worried voice.
"Ivory, please! I can't understand you! Calm down, yes, that's it. Now, tell me slowly." He glanced over at Ms Senneth worriedly and I looked out the window, pretending to be in another world in which I couldn't hear. "A police man? They can't take her! We...we got papers done and everything..." I couldn't prevent myself from blanching, no matter how much I tried to force the words out of my head. There it is. Good things can't last forever, I guess...
Short, I know! Stopping this chapter here to continue. I'm ungrounded from break- hell yeah!!
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Paul McCartney Is My Teacher
FanfictionWhen Winona Moss starts her ninth grade year at Forestville High School, she understands that this year, like every year, there will be new teachers. However, when Winona- a raging Beatlemaniac- becomes a student of none other than Paul McCartney, h...