Franklin Elementary School

661 Washington Rd

Franklin, Michigan

Clarrisa's POV

I was finding a book to read to my students. I am a first grade teacher at Franklin Elementary. I had ten students in my classroom. I stopped to comb my smooth, sunshine blonde hair. I haven't been to the hair salon in over a month.

"Mrs. Daniels, don't you need a mirror?" asked one of my students, Shawn.

"I don't need no mirror! I know what I'm doing!" I snarled, glowering at Shawn.

"Stop it!" exclaimed Shawn.

"Stop what?" I asked, my eyebrows raised.

"You're scaring me!" cowered Shawn.

"How's this for scary?!" I barked. I roared at Shawn, sending him running out of the classroom.

"Help!" screamed Shawn. "Mrs. Daniels is scaring me! I want to go home!"

"I was just joking!" I scoffed. "I didn't mean anything by it!"

"That wasn't very nice, Mrs. Daniels!" said Rebecca, with red glasses, and blonde hair, with pigtails.

"It was a joke, Rebecca!" I protested.

"Mrs. Daniels, just what is the meaning of this?" demanded Mr. Clinton, the school principal. "Shawn came running into my office, and told me what you did!" Shawn was with Mr. Clinton.

"Sir, it was a joke, okay?"

"You are a teacher, and you're supposed to act like one," stated Mr. Clinton, in a firm tone. "This is not appropriate behavior."

"Shawn, I'm sorry, okay?" I said. "Come back inside."

"You okay, son?" asked Mr. Clinton.

"Yes," nodded Shawn.

"Let me know if she scares you again, okay?" said Mr. Clinton. "You don't deserve that. You're a good kid." Mr. Clinton went back to his office, and Shawn came back into the classroom, and down next to Rebecca.

"Are you okay, Shawn?" asked Rebecca, with sympathy over her face.

"Yes," said Shawn. "Can we sit together at lunch?"

"Of course we can," said Rebecca, flashing a toothy smile. "And, we can also play together at recess."

Shawn smiled back, and I just sighed exasperated, and read everyone a story about a rabbit trying to find his way home. The bell rang, and it was now time for lunch. I put the book back on the shelf, by my desk.

I was just joking with the kid. Aren't teachers supposed to have fun?

A/N Hey, guys! What did you think of this first chapter? What did you think of Mrs. Daniels? What about Shawn, Rebecca, and Mr. Clinton? I enjoy writing elementary school stories! Don't be a silent reader! Please show some love and support by voting, leaving feedback, and sharing this story with others! Thanks, guys! Love you all! ❤❤❤❤❤😘😘😘😘😘