Double Maths *GROAN* NOT MR.WRINKLE!

It was a sunny day, and I was just coming back from a lovely session
in the Music block. All was fine until I remembered what I was doing, I
had maths! Panick struck me and I ran towards some of my friends who
were just about to go into their maths class!I ran passed and whispered
good luck. I then bolted around the corner and I was away.

I finally stepped into the classroom. My heart filled with happiness
for a split second until I saw him, Mr.Wrinkle. I went and sat down
near my friend, Mike. As soon as Mr.Wrinkle summoned us to silence, me
and Mike were summoned to boredom. We waited for ages while Mr.Wrinkle
called out each name on the register. Eventually I had to reply and I
realised I had fear in my voice.

Each moment bit into me. I was looking so closely at my watch, I could
see nothing, but, I managed to be pulled away by the muttering of Mike.
We remebered our previous lesson when we had made jokes about his baggy
eyes. I pulled my eyelids and started waggling them as we had made a
joke that it was like him when he was in car.

In my opinion, maths should be banished and we should have extra music
or english, or something i like, instead. Maths is someting of the
devil to me, and if i had decision on the National Curriculum, i would
get rid off maths.
But, I don't.

Anyway, we were mucking about and Mr.Wrinkle came over and started
yelling because we 'we'ren't working' well, I was on question 11 out of
15 and i was only doing my dinosaur impression (if you know me, ask me
to do it, its quite good i reckon) and how was it distractive, it is
only walking around pretending I'm a dinosaur! He was a kid once...
though you may not think it!

Suddenly, Mr.Wrinkle shouted,
"Homework! your home work is to do to questions 10 to 14!"
I then seemed to have found myself shouting,
"but its 2 minutes to three!"
Then he replied,
"yes, two minutes to do those four questions"
then I replied, digging my grave deeper,
"but i have done 12!"
"DO THE OTHER 2 THEN!"
I quickly ran over to Mike and jotted down his answers.

BRIIIIIIIIIIIING!
That was the bell.
"pack away now, I've had enough of you"
I packed away quickly, bunging my books in my bag without a care that
they were bending.
"stand behind your chairs"
we stood there for a minute at least. I heard people grumble about
buses and home and found myself in their boat too as I had a bus to
catch as well, but thankfully, there is one every 12 minutes.
"ok away you go"
There was an imediate rush for the door.
It was 3:05 and i felt like going back and saying,
"I missed my bus because of you, sir" but, as good as it may seem,
didn't. I was releived, but thankful. I was away from him for another 4
days! great! but, unfortunatly, I will be seeing him soon... very soon
indeed!

TO BE CONTINUED