the bad boarding school by buggy (best books under 200 pages TXT) 📖

another spot in the room had another table with a huge stack of papers and a lot of graphite pencils and huge erasers scattered on it.
And lastley there was a table with glue, quetips,pipecleaners,toothpicks, rubberband,ribbins, pencils ( the colored kind too.), and other random household items.
The bell rang as soon as the clock struck 1:05 and a women with red hair in a ponytail and wearing a pink drees with an apron on top of it said," welcome to art class. Today, just like any other Friday, is test day. Group 3 go to station 1, Group 2 station 4, Group 1 station 3 and Group 4 go to station 2. Make sure to turn ant cly projects to the turn in rack, not the plain drying rack." I looked over to a counter were there were 2 drying racks, one labeled turn in, and the other drying rack.
I went up to the teacher and asked," Um.. I'm new, what group am I in?"
She turned around and smiled," Oh. Hello I'm Ms. Anderson. You can be in Group 3. Go to station 1, the esieles."
I smiled and turned on my heels to the esieles and went to a free esile.
" Hi!" The girl next to me said. She didn't seem much younger than me with round glasses and a blue v-neck and jeans," I'm Jane, But we shouldn't be talking to much cause it's test day. We need to paint a nice picture then turn it in and the same with the rest of the stations."
" Ok." I said and turned to my easle. I picked up a brush and dipped it in red. i stroked the brush across the page in one large sweep. I made several colors fly acroos the page, then dipped the brush i purple and splat it with little splatteres on the page. it had blank around a lot of the edges. I put a sun in the corner of the picture making sure that i avodied the stokes of paint on the easle.
" Good job." Ms. Anderson commented when she passed my picture," A fan of abstract?"
" Yeah, kinda.." I replied.
A small timer on the counter went off and Ms. Anderson annonced," Switch stations. Turn in whatever your doing whether your done or not."
Everyone scattered. They were turning in papers and painting and drawings and clay modles. After I found a large box to turn my painting into then went to the clay table with the rest of Group 3.
I sat on modelded the clay in my hand and formed it into a lump of goo, which was suppost to be a stone. I tried again and this time it looked more like a stone. then i grabbed a tinny bit more clay and tried to make aa sword. which ended looking like a stick, but i still stuck it onto the clay rock. after that I i stuck it in the oven. After it got out of the oven i got thin paint out of a drawer and painted it halfway then the timer went off. i put the clay sword in the stone and put it on the turn in rack. then I went to the drawing table.
I was a horrible drawer so i just drew the first thing i saw, a pencil. It didn't turn out so good but it was an okay drawing. when the timer whent off i turned in my picture and went to the table with random supplies.
I found two small cardboard boxes and used toothpicks and quetips to make a bridge connecting them, a thing peice of cardboard that i put my bridge on, and then used a couple blue ribbons to use as 'water under the bridge.'
when the timer finished with it's last ring the teacher ushered us out." You'll get your scores on Monday."
I walked out and went to my next class.
chapter 5

advanced reading:
Mr. louis was written tightly in the corner of the board when i walked into the classroom. The big thing opn the board was this:
TODAY'S TO DO LIST:
1: turn in book report
2: meet with your reading group to disscuss.
3: go to the book list and sign up for the book you want to read.
I sat down at an empty desk in the front of the classroom.
Mr. Louis just sat at his desk. He looked up and saw me.
He was a man of many mysteries. Or at least that's how he looked. He was strangly tall with black hair, thin,l dark lips,pale skin, and was wearing a black coat and long black pants. He looked at me over his reading glasses. " new student?" He asked
I nodded my head and he handed me a large packet." turn this in on Monday." he said and walked back to his desk and then added," do number 3."
I got up and found the book sighn up sheet. 5 books were listed, Lucy luckhorn, julias star, carcass, blue jay, and the tigers eye. I put my name under Julia's Star. Then i walked back to my desk and stated on my packet.
By the time the bell rang i was already 6 pages into the 20 page packet.
I went straight to a room that had a big sign at the front saying, detention.
" Luke..., Bruce..., Daren..., Jake..., Helen...., Layni..." Mr Hubert said as he called role after school in the detention room.
" Ok," He said," Everybody be quiet and work on homework. If i hear peep outa ya, you'll have 50 lines, another, 100, and so on." Then he walked away to his desk.
All this room was were lines of desks, a white board, and a larger desk for the teacher.
I pulled out a peice of lined paper and started on my short play about war:
My War expierience.
Lucy as a narrorator: when i was in the war not many women were in it. I remenber the scariest moment...
curtains draw and reveal a scene, lots of bushes and trees, a couple people scattered among them, some lay on ground dead. dark.
Lucy(intoa radio): Sargent 3 copy that whats your position.
Drake ( coming out of microphone): Position 5, nearing enemy base.
That's where I was at when a note slid onto my paper, it read:
I hope your not in to much trouble... hahahahaha! actualy i hope you do! If you don't already know who this is, it's bruce and luke. What's ur punishment any way?
I flipped the page over and wrote:
Don't know yet.
Then i sent it flying across the desk next to me and it fell on the floor by Bruce.
I looked for his writting on the empty spot on the paper some sort of reply, but he got out a match and burnt the paper. He squirted it with water from a water bottle so the scent wouldn't travel and there was no smoke, but the paper was un readable beacaus eof the chared blackness.
I just looked back down at my paper and continued to write untill i had gotten to the next peice of paper and remembered it was suupost to be a short play, so i wrapped it up and put it in my binder.
" Your exused." The teacher said and then everybody bolted for the door. I just put on my coat and waited till the door jam was over, then i headed for Mr. gragi's office.

chapter 6

In Mr. Gragi's office he looked very worried when i walked in. He had just gotten off the phone with someone, and started nibbling on the edge of a dougnut.
" Um... Mr. Gragi?" I said walking in.
" Your not in trouble any more." he said," No more detentions either, just get out!"
I was startled but got away from his office anyway.
I went to my Dorm and started on my homework... or finished all my home work. well,.. not even all of it, just some. I did have all weekend!
Me and Aliza talked alot and went down to the multipurpose room to eat dinner. Spageity Yummy!
We sat at a table together. I met her freinds. There was lucy, Jalene, Grandi, or Brandi, I forget.
" Hi" Jalene said
" Oh.. Hi." I Said.
Dinner went by quickly, and so did bedtime. Aliza and i woke up in the morning to a loud buzzing over the intercom. Then," Everybody, I know it's 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday but every body to the cafeteiria right now! to the cafeteiria in your pajamas!"
We both got up and wiped the hazyness out of our eyes and went to the multi purpose room in our p.j.s
The cafiteiria was full of chstter. Nobody knew what was goin on.
" Everybody.." Mr. Gragi said into a microphone from a stage on the far side of the large room.
" we are having an inspection later today. Not a teacher supervised inspection but a union supervised