A Long Day- COMPLETED-

It was September the 24th, a scorched filled boiling Thursday as I sat in my unbearable, useless Math class. Looking over to Sally, the most studious, intellectual creature in all of Bailey Field High, I started to ask her, “How are there letters in math? That is so illegal. It’s not like poor little English ever stole from Math.”
“Sssssshhh!!” She immediately hissed back with a look that made you cringe. The moment my eyes had crawled out the doors of the terrorized class of the torturous math lesson, my eyes quickly wandered to the ever so overpowering fragrance that brought forth my attention. The sweet scent of honeysuckle goodness flowered it’s presence in all directions. What smell could this be from? As my eyes aimed in all directions, I felt that it was destiny to run out the door and find that one precious person who beheld such sweet incense, a soothing aroma sure to bring you down on your knees dreamily. Running out of the monstrous doors, I began running, as fate would occur at this moment; I knocked into my…teacher? With sudden fear she began to grab onto her purse and had taken her ever so precious bottle of pepper spray.
“NOO your highness, I come to you in peace!!” I yelled ever so pleadingly.
But, unfortunately her actions came before my uttered words, as fast as bull chasing its predator, she swished the poison into my eyes.
“They burn, MOMMYYY!!!” And when Ms. Mara finally had time to think, she abruptly went into her treasure bag and came out with a Hershey kiss, two to be exact.
“Happy Valentines day sweetie!!” as if that would make it all better. I was mixed with emotions of fear, yet joy, and surprisingly love. I had never received kisses, not even those miniature succulent chocolates that were sure to melt in your mouth. With the excruciating pain, I slowly smiled and began to give her a fly away kiss as she ran into the Ladies Room to check out her ever so perfect makeup. Mr. Mal, my terrifying math teacher peeked out the door to check what the chaos was all about, he began to give a look that made you beg mercy at his toe nails and rotated his head 90 degrees to the right. I knew where to go, my second home was the principal’s office. As I slowly stood up, tears fell down my eyes. “Mr. Mal, you don’t realize the power of love, once you see your true love, it never goes away in your memory ever again. All the girls in the class began to cheer me on as I slowly walked to the dungeon.
Walking past the dusty tiles that had webs scattered at every edge of the wall, I could not get my mind off Ms. Mara, my soon to be wife. I know you’re probably thinking how that’s so illegal but damn if you looked at her, she was better than your scrumptious plate of heavenly divine, mango cheesecake. Let me put it to you in these words, she looked gooood…
As I was dreamily staring at the window of the principal’s office, Mrs. Jane, who I believe is over the legal working limit began shyly staring down at her most antique possession, her vermilion stained rug contained layers of dust, possibly more than the entire amount collected of the whole school in probably more than ten years.
After her millionth encounter with the poor, abused rug, she began to lift her head up only to let out a giggle.
"What are you looking at?" I asked, feeling more disgusted than the levels of intimacy between my creators, unfortunately called my parents.
Her "innocent" smile turned into the sly replica of the Joker.
Lifting my hands up in surrender I sighed and asked her “okay, what do you want from me now?”
“Well sweetie pie, icing to my cupcake..”
“State it woman!” I yelled with such fear gaining in on me.
“Okay, this is your fifth time in here and it’s only the first month of school, I think a good lesson for you would be cleanup service! After all, our school is in dire need of more workers, volunteer work is always welcome.”
“The only thing I will volunteer for is to leave this room!”
“Now, now, now I also suggest you think about your decision because option two is suspension for violating a teacher’s privacy.”
“WHAT?!?! She sprayed freaking pepper spray on my poor eyes. I never meant to shove her, I am sort of a clumsy kid.”
“Robert Junior Olsen, I know your intentions, I once was an immature child like you!”
“Ha, you were actually a human?” I muttered to myself.
“You will start working right after school with the cafeteria ladies; I heard they have “hot” chicks there too”
“Whatever” I replied while rolling my eyes as I walked out of the room.
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3:15 pm Place:The ancient Cafeteria Why:Being Threatend- Against my will!


"Okay, do you want me to clean the dishes with soap dispenser from the Men's bathroom?"

"Haha, very funny mister, keep the jokes coming all year and were gonna have a blast" yelled back Ms. Grady as she threw a warm towel into my face motioning her head towards the greasy filled tables that managed have every food able to enter the building piled onto them.
Man, were these Bailey student dirty pigs. I could smell in the surrounding air thar had just been a terrific game of food smash. It obviously is when you take every greasy and slimy food that is laid on your plastic plate and fling them onto a random, innocent student when Ms. Chi is having her yoga sessions and shoving down a bottle of Advil down her throat, which was stolen from the Nurse's room.

"Wow these kids are clean." I muttered to myself in annoyance.
Ms. Ance who had been sweeping the floor from the opposite side of the cafeteria began to yell out, "Are you stupid? Do you know what you just said?"
"It's called sarcasm." I replied back while rolling my eyes.

After three straight hours all thrown away from slavery, I began to crawl out the doors in pain and with my back bent in such soreness that only one whole week of rest would be a cure.

Suprisingly, as I had been on my way out the Exit door, I smelt a whiff of the scent that had caused all this chaos.
I ran all the way to her with open arms asking for forgiveness and guess what she gave me a kiss on my cheek!
No, it didn't go that way I had imagined all in my head. Instread, I walked right past her not even bothering to stare at her face.
And guess what.
She did the same to me.