He rushed to the French class, knowing that he will be late if he did not get there in the next few seconds. "No, no I won't be late!" He thought to himself as he made it to the class's door. He sat down in his desk just as the bell ranged. He was huffing and puffing, "Never again am I going to be in the library ad reading my books, knowing that next period is on the other side of the school.
He had on almost the same attire as the week before, the only difference was that he had on his reading glasses. "I wonder where Mademoiselle Williams is?" The Spanish teen thought out loud. She was normally here before him, well that was last week.
He had on almost the same attire as the week before, the only difference was that he had on his reading glasses. "I wonder where Mademoiselle Williams is?" The Spanish teen thought out loud. She was normally here before him, well that was last week.
