Class 1 A Door Novels & Stories

And where the hell on earth is this f**king room? Then I walked past a classroom, and it was named A-01. I went to the 2nd floor and looked at the classroom called B-09. Damn, how many classrooms are in this f**king building? F*ck, I really should stop cursing even in my head. And I walked straight into the corridor, and as usual, almost all of the students' eyes were on me. Damn, I know I'm new here, so don't freaking stare. Don't they know that it's rude?

I said as I nodded. Walking down the opposite hallway and stopped in front of the classroom with 12C written on the door. We're at it again. ______________________________________________________________ How Is It? Are You liking it so far? I really Hate Her Father, He is such an asshole. Comment Your Opinion and Please Vote, Don't Be A Silent Reader!!!!!!!! Word Count: 554

I fixed my gaze more on the number on the door as I strode down, trying to locate room 13. The security man was kind enough to point out their classroom, letting me know most of the teachers were in the building behind the colourful one I stepped into. Only a few stayed back to take care of the children as they went for their break. Though most of the kids were seated in their classes, I could hear sounds coming from the end of the hall. “How may I help you, sir?”

He opened the note and it says, Always use the door beside you. Why do you always forget it? -George He turned his head to his right and saw the door beside him. Humiliated once more, he lightly bumped his head on his arm rest three times. Hours had passed. Ring! Ring! RIng! Yes! Yes! Finally, the recess bell. As soon as his classmates heard the recess bell, they swarmed the front and back door to get out without even allowing their teacher to finish. Melo and some boys remained in the classroom, waiting for the rest of their classmates to finish squishing each other through the doors.

Aquina’s eyes narrowed and she noticed five doors, each a different color facing the common area. She made a bee-line to the fanciest door and mumbled a string of curse words as she entered. It was a small room with a small bed and even smaller window. It was a utilitarian beige and had no flavor. Aquina turned back quickly to see if she could change rooms. The others had followed her lead and were all headed to their own doors.

Foster be the class to let that slip from me. Im sliding into my seat as the bell rings and Foster is closing the door to the class room to prevent any and all late arrivals. Suddenly and arm shoots through the doorway at the last second causing the door to bounce off of it and nearly catching Ms. Forster in the face. She readies herself to yell at whomever dared to enter her class after the bell but it snaps shut when she sees whose on the other side. Without saying a word she opens the door allowing a boy to walk in and my breath nearly catches in my throat when his blue eyes land on me.

He doesn't even know where this Class 1A is located considering the many rooms that dwelled in this building. And after countless minutes of aimless walkabout he finally found his class. Class 1A,which read on the wooden part of the transparent door. He emerged into the medium sized class of teenagers most of them 16,17,18 in age. Their distinctive chatter came to an abrupt end at his presence. He didn't bother to even glance at them rather,he walked to his desk dropping his empty note noisily. "The name is Arthur." He announced in a cold manner. His face weren't any different either,he shot icy glare at every single person.

she explained smilingly. I exhaled with relief. Getting on a teacher's black list was the last thing I needed, but thankfully, it does not seem to be that way. It looks like I can hope for good things at this school for now. We stopped in front of a door. I looked up at the plate hanging by the side of the door; it read 1-A. Mrs.Furukawa asked me to wait outside for a bit. I heard the usual 'Good Morning' greetings between the students and the teacher. I'd better muster up the energy to introduce myself.