Michael Jackson

He entered his classroom, he would start a new year, second year of high school, he would almost turn eighteen, in a few months. He had heard a rumor that they had a new math teacher, since the old one had retired. He wondered what she was like, he just had classes with her now. So he went to sit in his place after taking out his things, Michael was an average student, the second most diligent in the room. *He stayed waiting in his place, in a small silence, thinking about what this new teacher would be like. *