Short Story

In the story, "Boy's Life", Cory Mackenson is in his homeroom teacher's classroom abiding for the bell to ring. It was almost summer break they only had a few more minutes until the bell girdled. He glanced outside, in the hallway, and noticed that another teacher was letting her kids go before the bell rang and questioned why Mrs. Neville didn't let her kids out early. Moments later, the bell did ring, but she told the kids to sit down, and then walk out in an orderly fashion, one row after the other. Cory knew that she didn't want her kids to leave because she was lonesome and not really savor her summer break.

I pull out a chair right by Emma and put my chin in my palm. The teacher, Mr. Brown, started to teach which made me want to go to sleep. My eye hesitated to stay open then I heard a loud bang. Someone drop their chair on the floor which made me wide awake in this boring

So they decide to go to class without a pass and try to get in the class. When they were in the hallway the lights began to go off and on. They were confused Mr.Jessup began to walk in the hallway while it was happening. Alex then ask “what's happening to the light”. He responds by saying “nothing is happening stop wasting my time”. He then starts to walk off to his office.

“Yeah,” I said, grabbing a notebook from his locker; maybe he wasn’t the only one experiencing weird paranoid episodes, maybe other people were too. My mind continued in thought as he made his way through the crowded halls when he stopped. Standing, staring straight up at me was three pairs of eager eyes smiling back at me. It’s the pink and purple girls, he

The students work on assigned classwork on the IPad. Bobby begins singing. Ms. Fizzle approaches Bobby to help him with the assignment. Ms. Frizzle walks away. Bobby stands up, and the teacher aide approaches and asks Bobby to have a seat he sits down and starts mumbling under his breath. Bobby begins staring around the classroom. Bobby looks at the IPad (class assignment) puts it away and walks to the back of the classroom and stands behind one of his classmate seats mumbling and singing to himself. Teacher Aide addresses Bobby behavior and asks him to return to the front of the class. His classmates begin snickering.

The bell signalling the end of second period hadn’t sounded, yet. Or maybe it had.maybe she missed it amidst the screams. She wondered if it was all over, perhaps somewhere in a distant corner of the school, students and teachers rejoiced and hugged each other knowing there was nothing left to fear. No matter how quite it was outside fear still rushed through her body, mentally and physically. She knew she couldn’t get up. Fear had paralysed her. She had fled the library and fled her way through the southern hallway when it began. The hall was infused with kinetic horror. An aimless frenzy of kids and adults bound in a reckless pack of mass confusion, like and ant hill being washed away with a hose. No new knew what to do. They just ran. Lisa couldn’t run. The fear had taken ahold of her and would allow her to move any faster than a sloth in a waking

When he opened the door excitement ran through his blood. The room was huge! He could easily fit everything he ever wanted. Their was a window in his room where he could see the beaches with surfers surfing the waves. When everything was all set up Jim rushed into his room and jumped into his queen size bed. Jim grabbed the remote and turned on his TV and his PS3 and settled into his comfy bed. One thing rolled in and out of his brain though. Tomorrow was his first day at San Ysidro High School and Jim wasn’t sure what to expect. Jim alarm rang at 7 o’clock and Jim excitedly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. “Read for your first day of school kids?”, said said Jim’s mom. “Yes Mom”, said Jim, and Jessica in unison. “Well you better hurry up if you don’t want to be late for the first day of school!”, said Jim’s and Jessica’s mom. “Now kids if you make your beds, do some laundry, and do some laundry every once awhile. I will pay you guys five dollars each.” , said said their mother. “Sweet” , said Jim and Jessica. “That starts today!” , said Amanda. After Jim had gotten ready he ran down his driveway to catch the bus. When the bus arrived Jim held his breath as he walked up the steps

After class James talked to his friends, “Hey man that was hilarious what the teacher said in class” Says William the starting quarterback. “Ya man did you hear how sarcastic that was it was sad she burned you” Says Kale the starting wide receiver. “Ya I don’t know why she doesn’t like me” Says James. “She never has because you took her son’s position at running back” says William. “That is why but still it’s like I meant to anyways I didn’t even want to be running back, I’m happy I am now but I didn’t want to then” Says James. “Hey man we gotta get to class” says James Ya we do last, class of the day you always got to be in time for” says Kale.

Because the floor in the boys’ gym was damaged, both boys and girls used the girls’ gym. Again, when the boys had Physical Education, the girls had study period, and vice versa. The girls changed clothes in the locker room on the second floor that was adjacent to the girls’ gym. The boys changed clothes in the locker room that was in the basement that was adjacent to the boys’ gym. We walked up and down two flights of stairs between the boys’ locker room and the girls’ gym in our gym clothes.

Chatter rippled through the amphitheater. The students were all disorderly, but for different reasons. Complaints, new love interests, thoughts about forming a team. Even if it was the second day of school, the rowdiness never appeared to have died down from last year—always finding new life in youthful souls and scandalous minds. Nothing or no one was safe from being mentioned, and Syd was one of the more thrilled recipients of the hearsay. It was like a free movie to him.

The four others boys exchanged glances, their feet shuffling as if they were preparing to leave.

While entering the room students peering up can spot incandescent lighting suspending from the highly elevated ceilings. The untouched blue and silver bleachers rest compacted to maximize space. Posters, sponsors, and athlete banners cover the eggshell painted brick walls. A blue curtain separates the different class space during the period. Students are ordered to perform exhausting repetitive drills in a circuit while the critical teacher yells at their performance the entire class. Heavily breathing, weak and weary students try to surpass fatigue. The room feels clammy and grows bothersome. The sounds of top 40 tracks and the teacher’s snarky comments ring in everyone's ears. Irritability grows while counting along with the seconds passing on the caged circular clock. This is until the period comes to a close and it is time to get changed and journey back to the locker

He leans back in his chair, giving me his full attention. In that moment, I wish I could've told him how much it sucked being a moron who couldn't keep her mouth shut in front of the wrong people.

“Y-yeah landry’s right, we’ve needed more help on j-jelly donut days.” Hayes stutters nervously fiddling with his shirt sleeves he glances up giving you a half smile before looking back down you stood there shock still

“Hello, everyone! My name is Mr. Greene. You may recognize me as last year’s student teacher. I came around to a few classes, took a few notes,” He said, waiting