Quick and Painless

I didn't live up to their expectations; heck, I didn't live up to my own expectations. But no matter, I still had time... or so I thought.

I grabbed my red composition notebook and started down the stairs. On the way down I ran into an unsuspected friend with the same problem. We laughed and pretended we didn't care, but we both knew the consequences for dismissing one of Mrs. Browns assignments. We knew, either from years of experience or years of lazyness. The noisy lunchroom seemed even louder today. I was constantly distracted, no one seemed to give me a break. The one day I didn't need my friends, was the day they chose to sit close to me and harass me...great friends huh.

I had just started writing a new sentence, or a new thought if you will. So obviously, I was lost in deep thought and did not notice the large shadow of authority looming over me. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of my neck stood. As I slowly looked up I saw Mrs. Brown peering down at me; not very happy about me forgetting the assignment. She Spoke a few words of advice, most of which I can't remember.

The bell had rung and I was still laying outside her classroom, trying to polish the mediocre piece of writing. Knowing there wasn't much I could do, I decided to bite the bullet and step into her class. Hoping it would be quick and painless.