I quickly have forgotten about the dream after I parked my bike in the bike area. I unbuckled my helmet and clipped back on my bike. “Hey Car, I’ll race you to the others” shouted Beck. Car was nickname. “Sure just let me grab my bag” I replied while grabbing my tie dye bag from my basket. I sprinted toward Beck. “Ready set go” shouted Beck. My bag was flying in the air wildly as I sprinted toward the aged rusted gate. As I was my leg I found Beck gazing at me from the gate. My school was one of those old fashion schools. It had a big iron gate, ivy climbing up the edges of the school, and a huge pond to top it off. “I win ha-ha sucker!!! I was fast Ayrton Senna toward the finish line” said Beck while doing his victory dance. I just smiled and pushed out of the way. I opened the brass doorknob as I was treated with the typical middle school scene. Lockers all lined up, teachers warm smiles on the first day of school, and kids rushing to get their classes before the bell rings. I found Roxy in the middle of the crowd as she looked at the map of the school. “Hey Roxy. Looking for your class?” I said as I made my way through the crowd. “Yup can you help me please?” I nodded my head as I took her wrist. She had Mr. Ash the teacher who taught kids with below average grades. I had Mrs. Roth the I.b teacher.
Hi guyss here's chapter 4 and i know about i b is because i'm in ib this year. ib is academics more advanced this is for kids who's brains works faster btw
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