You get on your bike and ride in the direction of the school. You get there, put your bike in the bike rack and start heading to entrance. It's almost hard to beilive that you're heading to your 6th grade class.
"Tommy!"
You turn around and see a boy your age running towards you. Your mind suddenly tells you that it's Billy, your best friend.
"Hi, Billy." You say.
"Hi. Did you watch Fury yesterday? Wasn't it swell?"
You suddenly remember how Jim rode in on Fury to save Joey on TV last night.
"It sure was swell." You can't believe you just said that.
The bell rung. "Come on lets get to class. Miss Ricardson won't like us being late." You nod and run inside.
In class you and Billy run to your seats and sit down.
"Hi Tommy." A girl in a dress and very big glasses sitting in a corner with a bunch of other girls is waving to you.
"Hi Mary." You blush. The group of girls and Mary giggle.
You look over to Billy and see him roll his eyes.
Miss Ricardson walks in and everyone gets quiet. "Good morning class."
"Good Morning Miss Ricardson." Everyone, including you, say in unison.
"Please take out your Moby Dick books. I hope you read last night."