"Move it, slow poke!"
Jerome Manners grimaced as he was shoved out of the way for the upteenth time that day. Kids were running in the school hallway, finding their new classrooms for the new school year. Many seemed eager, already knowing who was in their classroom and what to expect. Jerome was not one of these students. He could not know anyone for he had only just moved to the town of Roxenport. The move was not a pleasant one, the reasons being cruel to discuss. Shaking his head, Jerome rubbed his shoulder as he made his way to Room 109. The door was open, many children already in their seats. Walking in as quietly as he could, Jerome found his seat in the back of the classroom corner. Slinging his back pack over the back of the seat, Jerome sat down and listened to the noisy chatter of the classroom.
"Settle down!! The bell is about to ring and I don't want to waste valuable time."
Jerome heard the upbeat voice ring throughout the classroom. The children began to quiet down as the teacher walked into the room. She wasn't very tall, however her energy seemed to stretch everywhere. Her brown hair was in a long bob and a pair of wired-rimmed spectacles framed her blue eyes. Grinning at the students, the teacher waited to speak until after the bell rang.
Jerome could hear why.
The students yelped as the obnoxious pitchy bell hurt their ears. Jerome groaned, hiding his head in his arms. The teacher seemed unfazed as she pulled her water bottle out of the bright yellow bag on her desk. Taking a sip, the teacher swallowed the water before saying cheerfully, "Obnoxious little bell, isn't it? And that's when it's fixed."
"Says who?" one girl asked grumpily, pushing back her thick, shoulder-length hair. Jerome glanced over at her briefly, only to look away when the teacher said, "Says the people who fixed it. Hopefully, our janitors will be able to fix what the company did or we are all going to lose hearing by the end of this year."
Some of the students in the class giggled. Jerome shrunk as the teacher clapped her hands together, saying, "Alright! Enough of me! Everyone sit on your desks; we are going to do a little icebreaker."
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Right side up, Right side down, left side flipped twice, or backwards spun thrice. What do you call a situation, Reader, when the situation you're in is one that has already been turned upside down? Jerome Manners was just a boy; a boy whose world h...