November 7th,1997
I shyly looked down at the colorful floor as I walked into my new classroom. It was filled with many different colors and signs. I couldnt read them all because I didnt know how to read that wellI always got made fun of for it. Mrs. Mitchells hands were on the shoulders and she brought me in front of the class. My eyes were still glued to the ground. Everyone, please say hello to our new student, in the 1st grade, Christofer Ingle! Her voice was really high. It made me want to punch her. I slowly looked up and the girls and boys as they said hi. Then I quickly looked back down when I saw a few boys laughing at me. I didnt know whymy mommy picked out my clothes this morning; a light blue and dark green polo shirt that was buttoned up the second button, my first new pair of blue jeans, and my lucky sneakers that light up. My hair was brushed neatly and my teeth were pearly white. I was wearing a red and blue sweater and I clutched my Rugrats lunchbox filled with all sorts of goodies my mommy packed for me. I had my necklace on. My grandpa gave it to me for my birthday! It used to be his. I havent taken it off since I got it.
You can take a seat right behind Spencer there. She pointed to a small boy with black hair and brown eyes. He had freckles under his eyes. He was wearing a light blue and white striped t-shirt and black pants. He had the same shoes I had but mine were black and his were dark blue. He smiled at me and looked behind him at the empty seat then went back to writing on his paper. I slowly walked towards there and one of the boys who laughed at me stuck his leg out. He wouldnt move as I was trying to get by. Excuse me, please I said very quietly. My mom told me to always be nice. Whatcha gonna do about it? He whispered. I looked at him then stepped over his foot. I noticed that Spencer had a rugrats lunchbox but his had tommy on it. Mine had chuckie.
I slipped my sweater off and hugged it tightly in my seat looking down. Christofer please take out a piece of paper and a pencil and copy whats on the chalkboard, Mrs. Mitchell said while looking at me. I looked down. Do you have a paper and pencil? She asked. I quickly shook my head and looked up. Spencer? She asked him.
I looked at him.
No problem! He took out a green sharpened #2 pencil and a piece of notebook paper and handed them to me.
I took them with a shy smile exposing my missing front teeth and a few on the bottom. I wrote my name slowly on the paper in my best handwriting
Christofer Ingle I whispered as I wrote each letter.
wow, you know someone is getting famous when people make these story things. hahaha.
ElphieChristine 1 year ago 58
can someone tell me like..what the hell this is? im confused...it has christofer drew pics...but not one of his songs...and wtf does the story have to do with it??? lmao =D
LiveLikeMe211 1 year ago 27