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Chapter 11 by floppy15 floppy15

Do I know her? Taylor? Kirsten? Emma? Jennifer?

I don't think so (Julie)

“Who was she?” I ask myself and come up empty. I don't think I saw her before.

John, hurry or you'll be late for school.” my mother shouts from downstairs. Ripped out of my thoughts I look at the clock. I have to hurry to make it in time.

The school day goes by pretty slow and I'm glad it's just one class after lunch. Just as I'm about to enter my classroom someone blocks the entrance. After I looked at the person for a second I realize it's our principal Mr Flemming. His intimidating physique makes me take a step back.

“Mr Doe. I was looking for you.” he tells me calmly.

“Why?” I ask him, although I think I already know. My latest absence from school wasn't the first.

“You have missed quite some lessons the last month, Mr Doe. That's why I called your father.” he explains to me. My dad? That isn't good. I just stay quiet and try not to make the situation worse.

“We talked quite a bit and he agreed with me when I stated that detention wouldn't suffice in this case.” he tells me with a smile. I'm about to protest, but am able to restrain myself.

“For the next four weeks you'll help whipping the music room into shape.” he says to me and looks at the clock in the hallway. “Report to Ms Seymore after school.”

“Ms Seymore?” I ask confused while he walks away. I have never heard of her.

“Yes, she is the new music teacher.” I hear him say just before he walk past the next corner. I don't fully understand what he meant, when I go into my classroom. Because of the financial situation of the school, Music has been one of the first classes to be axed three years ago. It wasn't such a big loss, because the equipment sucked anyway. I sit down and try to follow what is going on in the movie our biology teacher shows us.

What is the music teacher like?

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