Chapter 23 - Visiting The Teacher
It had been a week since Skittle's first day at high school, and she was getting used to everything. She had been visiting Mr Winter in his classroom at breaktime every day now so that she could keep out of Emma's way. She also went because she liked to spend time with him, however much she didn't want to admit it.That day at breaktime, she walked into his classroom.
"Hello, Mr Winter." Skittle greeted him.
"Hello there, Miss Aradito." he replied, waving to her.
"What are you doing?" Skittle asked him.
"Not much. Has Emma been bothering you?" Mr Winter wanted to know.
"Well, not as much. She still glares at me in class, but she never bothers me at breaktime because I come in here." Skittle told him.
"That's good then." Mr Winter said.
"Uh huh." Skittle said.
"You know, I had a tragic past too." Mr Winter said.
"You did?" Skittle asked in surprise.
"Yup. I lost my parents at a young age, and I got bullied a lot at school." he told her sadly.
"That must be terrible." Skittle whispered.
"It is. But I get through it." Mr Winter said.
Then the bell rang.
"Off you go, Skittle." he said to her.
"Bye." Skittle called as she walked out of the door.
"Bye." Mr Winter replied quietly.
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school with out friend and with bullies, and cauze it's not fiction so in real life
It's also a awesome story and hope you'll make more stories but with a bit more fiction.
5 stars though ^-^
But I don't think you've seen the wall post about what happened on the trip. It was absolutely horrible. The teacher brought 20 other people on the trip who hadn't done anything at all. On the way there in the coach, I was forced to sit in a spare seat in a cramped area next to the door, and everyone else got proper seats, even though I was the See More only reason they were on the trip. I kept having panic attacks on the coach because I got really claustrophobic. And when we got there, the whole thing was just listening to authors talk about their books for three hours. It was so boring, and at the end of it, the teacher didn't even let us meet any authors. When someone asked the teacher if we were going to meet them, the teacher told them not to be stupid, even though it specifically said on the letter we were given that we got to meet all of the authors. And we got back to school just after lunch, when the teacher had said that the trip lasted all day.
I was so angry. . . :/