"April?" a voice asked suddenly.
I spun my head around and saw Mrs. Timbers standing in the doorway. The way the light hit her made her look like some kind of shadow. A zombie shadow with books.
"What are you doing here?" she asked taking her seat behind her desk and setting the books next to her.
"Um... I'm waiting for the principle," I answered uncertainly. I really hoped she wouldn't ask anymore questions.
"What a coinkydink! So am I!" she exclaimed and began searching through her papers. "You just make yourself comfortable until he comes, all right?"
I nodded. Coinkydink? She was never excited enough to say coinkydink. The last time she was so excited was when... I gasped escaped my lips as I realized something. Someone was going to be fired!
It felt like an egg had been dropped on my head. I felt my hair and realized I was sweating. There had been rumors going on that the gym teacher would be fired soon. I had minded them very much, but at that moment, I wanted to know everything. Was he really going to be fired? Had he already been fired? I had no way of knowing. I began thinking of what a gym teacher would do if he was fired. Students said he used to be an average shop keeper before deciding to teach. Would he do that again? Or would he take another route? Maybe he could become a stoic moneylender. That wouldn't make sense, though. He needs money, so he can't lend it! And what does stoic even mean? Seriously, my brain is smarter than I am sometimes.
"April?" Mrs. Timbers said. "You're needed in the principle's office."
I gulped and got up. I tried not to run out of Mrs. Timbers' office and into the principle's. I knocked once and opened the door, waiting to meet my doom.
The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:
Begin Start typing to begin
Words Reach 50 words
Words Reach 100 words
Event Your character loses his/her job
Prop Include an egg
Letter Use the letter U
Words Reach 200 words
Character An average shop assistant
Character A stoic moneylender
Letter Use the letter R
Words Reach 300 words
Event Dad just sits and cries
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