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Post by Zeke Baylor on Dec 9, 2007 17:48:15 GMT -5
Zeke grabbed his Math and English binders and headed to Study Hall. He had 3 pages in each subject! He hated the teacher in Math and she hated him so it seemed she gave homework just to torched him. He rolled his eyes and walked down the hall.
Someone called his name as he strutted down the hall. He turned around to see who it was. It was some person who was in his Math class. What was her name again?? Oh yeah Hailey! "Hey." he said with a smile. There was a rumor she liked him but he didn't believe it. She handed him a worksheet that had his name on it.
"Great more homework." he mumbled. He then walked to Study Hall, with a frown on his face. Once he reached the room he opened the door. There was barley anyone there. Well at least no one he knew. He sat down at a table with no one at it. He then started his Math homework.
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Post by Martha Cox on Dec 9, 2007 18:55:44 GMT -5
It was study hall time. Martha took out the books that she needed from her locker, replacing them with her binders and grasped them tightly. She didn’t want to be carrying three books along with its respective binders. For her homework agenda, she had AP Chem, Advanced Calculus, and AP English homework. It wasn’t anything new or anything to have this much homework; she is taking honors classes, so therefore the teachers bombarded them with a abundant amount of homework.
It had a downside, though, she would stay up for many hours trying to finish her homework, when one should be sleeping. At least she had study hall; a time to catch up or get ahead on stuff.
Before closing her locker, Martha grabbed a one inch binder that she could use for her work. She performed this last task then walked over to study hall. On her way there, she passed by several students who were just standing around, taking advantage of this period, or so it seemed. They would regret it later.
Martha entered study hall and looked at the very few people there. She hadn’t seen any of her friends there, or anyone familiar to her for that matter. She took one last look scanning the tables once again, before stopping; her eyes fixated on a familiar face. It was Zeke.
Relieved that she wasn’t alone, Martha walked over to him. “Hey Zeke!” She greeted him when she got closer, still clinging onto her books.
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Post by Zeke Baylor on Dec 15, 2007 16:26:33 GMT -5
Zeke looked up when he heard someone say his name. It was some girl who looked really familiar. Oh yeah! It was the Pop, Lock and Drop it girl! What was her name? Marsha? No. Marth? Yes... no. "Hey." he said quickly and then back to his work. He couldn't remember so he won't say her name.
"Hey, do you know what 7891 divided by 87 is?" he said to the girl. She looked smart. He remembered that he was part of the nerds breaking away table. So she had to be smart right? "Sorry." he said.
He then put his head down, and slowly almost drifted to sleep. He then woke up before he didn't finish is work. He rubbed his eyes and sat back up in his chair. He popped his knuckles before grabbing his pencil. He started his English homework instead. It was easier.
He learned all this stuff in 2nd grade. "This is so stupid!" he mumbled he finished his English homework and put it back in the English binder. He put it on the floor and went to Science. He worked on the rest of the half of his rough draft. He was writing about solar panels. He laughed and then finished that without a word.
"So..." he said. He was half way over so he could talk right?
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