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The bell rang, signalling the beginning of class. I was late, again. My class was on the whole other side of the school and I had yet to go to my locker and get my books. Oh, I was so screwed. I guess it's not really my fault, though. It wasn't me who had insisted on stopping at Starbucks which was on THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN before school. 'Thanks, Marce. I appreciate it.' I thought to myself.
I sprinted down the hallways, glad that no one was there at the moment to prevent me from going as fast as I was. I had math this period, and as much as I hated it, I knew that I needed to be in this class today. A guest speaker was coming in, and she just so happened to be my idol. Her name was Danielle and she was coming in to talk about how important math is.(I knew, …show more content…
There were all kinds of things, and I could feel the adrenaline starting to flow as I realized that Danielle, who was an honest-to-goodness, real-life explorer had found most of these artifacts herself.
She had been all over the world, found all sorts of things, fought all kinds of people. She has seen so much, yet she's still so young at only 27 years old. And for some reason, she agreed to come to my school and talk about MATH. Why math, for crying out loud? History would be better suited. Even English would've been more suited. But whatever the case, I'm glad she did. This is the chance of the lifetime.
As we reached the front of the class I noticed a glow coming from my right. I suppose it wasn't as much glowing as it was sparkling and shining, as if it was reflecting all of the colors of the rainbow as light hit it from different angles. I turned my head and saw the most beautiful crystal I had ever laid eyes on. I couldn't take my eyes off of it as I nudged Marcy.
"Marcy." I said.
"What is it, broseph?" She asked
"Marcy, look at that. Just. Freaking. Look at it. " I
The bell rang, signalling the beginning of class. I was late, again. My class was on the whole other side of the school and I had yet to go to my locker and get my books. Oh, I was so screwed. I guess it's not really my fault, though. It wasn't me who had insisted on stopping at Starbucks which was on THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN before school. 'Thanks, Marce. I appreciate it.' I thought to myself.
I sprinted down the hallways, glad that no one was there at the moment to prevent me from going as fast as I was. I had math this period, and as much as I hated it, I knew that I needed to be in this class today. A guest speaker was coming in, and she just so happened to be my idol. Her name was Danielle and she was coming in to talk about how important math is.(I knew, …show more content…
There were all kinds of things, and I could feel the adrenaline starting to flow as I realized that Danielle, who was an honest-to-goodness, real-life explorer had found most of these artifacts herself.
She had been all over the world, found all sorts of things, fought all kinds of people. She has seen so much, yet she's still so young at only 27 years old. And for some reason, she agreed to come to my school and talk about MATH. Why math, for crying out loud? History would be better suited. Even English would've been more suited. But whatever the case, I'm glad she did. This is the chance of the lifetime.
As we reached the front of the class I noticed a glow coming from my right. I suppose it wasn't as much glowing as it was sparkling and shining, as if it was reflecting all of the colors of the rainbow as light hit it from different angles. I turned my head and saw the most beautiful crystal I had ever laid eyes on. I couldn't take my eyes off of it as I nudged Marcy.
"Marcy." I said.
"What is it, broseph?" She asked
"Marcy, look at that. Just. Freaking. Look at it. " I