Miss Finch leaving was as if I lost my diary which is in fact a part of my life or you could say body. That is right. Miss Finch meant so much for us, always looking on the bright side. And this is what she gets? Just a goodbye you no longer have a job because Mrs Knight said so? This makes me mad. Really MAD. My face was turning red like a tomato or a burnt out barbecue. Irene saw my reaction and tried to calm me down. "It's okay." She kept on saying. I know she said that to make me feel better because everything was not okay! I left the room with a grudge and didn't think to look back or Irene would see the tears in my eyes. As I stomped towards the history lesson, I kicked the door and slammed it behind me. I could see our new dumb teacher reading out some rubbish in front of the class. Sorry if I am being harsh but I was so mad! I could see Ms A's expression changed into clam and fragile into a mad, steaming face like she had just dropped a glass vase on her head and it was now bleeding (without the actual blood.) Not long later, Irene came into the room more gently then me. "You," her face looked more stern as she looked at me "Not only had you came to class late, but also decided to create a big scene by slamming the door!" I wish if Miss Finch was here she would ask me if I was okay and is there something wrong. Not ask me to do 5 essays on how we do not slam and kick school property. Yes. That is what I had to do. "And for you," She grinned as she pointed at Irene "You didn't mistreat school property," Miss A turned to me but I pretended to not have noticed. "But you did come late. And that can not go unpunished. 2 essays of how to be more punctual in the future." As Alora and Ebony looked disappointed Irene's face had dropped completely into a tunnel. And our teacher was so joyous that she had just given us the worst punishment she didn't even recognize it! What am I saying? She will never be our teacher. Can this day get any worse?
