The Shrimp

""Uh, Where are we supposed to be going?" Jorge asks while fixing his glasses. "I have no idea, we can go ask the office though." I say as I look around at all the students who are busily running through the halls, talking with their friends, hanging out at lockers, and rushing to class for the best seats. "No Way Man!" Jorge says as he pulls on my bag, "Those Office ladies are terrifying! They always glare at you and show up behind you when you least expect it! They're like ninjas!"

Jorge then imitates a ninja pose in front of me while trying to balance on one leg. "Then what would you suggest? Cause so far I haven't heard you give any ideas." I say slightly pushing him, sending him stumbling backwards a few feet. He catches himself and puts on his thinking face. It's when he puts his hand on his chin, scrunches up his face and closes his eyes. Honestly it looks pretty silly. "What do you think you're doing?" I turned around to see who was talking. It's Amilia Hearth, the Vice President of the student council. She has long blonde hair with green eyes and fair skin, about 5'4 and a grade lower than me. I like to call her shrimp, not just because of her height but because of the pink ribbons she always seems to have in her hair. "Nothing Amilia, just trying to figure out what classes we have today." "Well you better hurry up! You're gonna be late!" She huffs and starts stomping away. "Hey! What day is it?" Jorge yells after. "It's an A day IDIOT!" She turns and yells at him with a angry face. Whew no Miss.Feral for me today! I turn and start heading for 206 which conveniently is in the second hall. "See ya later dude." I say as I turn down the hall. "Bye Jason he calls after me and makes a mad dash to room 302 which is the next hall over. Our school has 2 floors each floor has six halls. Two halls on the west side of the school and four on the east side. We have a library on the second floor and the gym is on the main floor along with the office and teacher lounge. I enter room 206, it's Mr.Bentley's classroom my History teacher. He's a pretty laid back guy, usually has us watch movies and answer a few questions at the end of class. Easy A if you ask me. He has dark hair, big brown eyes, and a long well groomed beard. He is 6'ft about 240 pounds with an impressive beer belly. "Alright pipsqueaks, take your seats time to start class" Mr.Bentley bellows as he turns the projector on. I quickly rush to my seat in the third row four seats from the front. "Today we'll be discussing The Whitechapel Murderer, also known as Jack the Ripper" A kid from the second row raises his hand. "Are we talking about him because of all the recent deaths in town?" He asks. I tense up and look at the teacher waiting for an answer. He looks at the kid and sighs. "While these deaths are unfortunate it has nothing to do with class. If you wish to talk about such stuff do so off school grounds, now be quiet and pay attention." He replies and starts the video, I relax and look up front smiling. This should be entertaining.