“So you’re our new teacher?” “And you’re name is?” 'Tre Cool, The Tre Cool!", chapter 1
So here are the characters in the story:
Sophie- Likes making people laugh, happy Medium purple hair Punk rock and indie music. She plays guitar in the music class. Age 14.
Morgan- Random, loud, crazy long brown hair, green eyes, skinny
punk rock/alternative/rock in general. Plays French horn in music class. Age 13.
Kairia- depressed, heart broken. short red hair, extremely pale. Punk rock/metal plays cello in music class. Age 14.
Seamus- Laid back, kinda shy, loves music, nice, neat. Shaggy dark brown hair, black eyes, semi-tall. Plays Tuba in music class. Age 14.
Leslie- Sarcastic, funny, fun to be around, jokes around allot. Blonde hair and blue eyes. Listen to a lot of punk/emo/screamo stuff. Plays guitar in music class. Age 14.
Tre Cool- The lovable drummer of Green Day, crazy, weird, and insane. Red faux hawk and blue eyes. Age 32.
The story takes place in the city of Berkeley in the State of California.
*Sophie's POV*
"Morgan! Get down from there! You have to get to your next class or Mrs. Bathmat will give you a tarty slip!" Our gym teacher Mr. Thompson yelled. I just stood there, pissing myself laughing. Morgan climbed down from rope latter and her and I walked to music class. Kairia, Leslie, and Seamus where already there. I sat down beside them and smiled.
"We have a new teacher!" Seamus said with a huge grin across her face. She hated Mrs. Bathmat.
"Great another teacher who knows nothing about music!" I complained. This was the only class that any of us like and normally the music teachers we get know nothing.
"Come on give this guy a chance!" Leslie protested. "He might be a good teacher!"
"Fine Mommy!" Morgan complained. Just as she said that the principle came in.
"Students we have a new teacher for this class because Mrs. Bathmat have to go to...uhm...the grape factory. So I want you all to be on your best behavior. He actually use to go to this school and he came back. Why? I don't know. So I'll let him introduce him self and let the learning begin," The principle said and walked out as a tallish man with a red faux hawk walks into the class. I knew who it was I just couldn't put my finger on it.
Morgan elbowed me in the ribs and showed me a piece of paper that was of Tre Cool. I looked up at him and knew who it was. He looked nervous. Nah! Tre Cool, nervous? NEVER!
"Told you he was going to be a good teacher." Leslie said smuggled. I was still in shock. Was it that my idol was going to teach me music? It's too good to be true! Kairia lifted up her arm and spoke up.
"So you're our new teacher?" She asked. He nodded. "And you're name is?" He smiled and said...
Sophie- Likes making people laugh, happy Medium purple hair Punk rock and indie music. She plays guitar in the music class. Age 14.
Morgan- Random, loud, crazy long brown hair, green eyes, skinny
punk rock/alternative/rock in general. Plays French horn in music class. Age 13.
Kairia- depressed, heart broken. short red hair, extremely pale. Punk rock/metal plays cello in music class. Age 14.
Seamus- Laid back, kinda shy, loves music, nice, neat. Shaggy dark brown hair, black eyes, semi-tall. Plays Tuba in music class. Age 14.
Leslie- Sarcastic, funny, fun to be around, jokes around allot. Blonde hair and blue eyes. Listen to a lot of punk/emo/screamo stuff. Plays guitar in music class. Age 14.
Tre Cool- The lovable drummer of Green Day, crazy, weird, and insane. Red faux hawk and blue eyes. Age 32.
The story takes place in the city of Berkeley in the State of California.
*Sophie's POV*
"Morgan! Get down from there! You have to get to your next class or Mrs. Bathmat will give you a tarty slip!" Our gym teacher Mr. Thompson yelled. I just stood there, pissing myself laughing. Morgan climbed down from rope latter and her and I walked to music class. Kairia, Leslie, and Seamus where already there. I sat down beside them and smiled.
"We have a new teacher!" Seamus said with a huge grin across her face. She hated Mrs. Bathmat.
"Great another teacher who knows nothing about music!" I complained. This was the only class that any of us like and normally the music teachers we get know nothing.
"Come on give this guy a chance!" Leslie protested. "He might be a good teacher!"
"Fine Mommy!" Morgan complained. Just as she said that the principle came in.
"Students we have a new teacher for this class because Mrs. Bathmat have to go to...uhm...the grape factory. So I want you all to be on your best behavior. He actually use to go to this school and he came back. Why? I don't know. So I'll let him introduce him self and let the learning begin," The principle said and walked out as a tallish man with a red faux hawk walks into the class. I knew who it was I just couldn't put my finger on it.
Morgan elbowed me in the ribs and showed me a piece of paper that was of Tre Cool. I looked up at him and knew who it was. He looked nervous. Nah! Tre Cool, nervous? NEVER!
"Told you he was going to be a good teacher." Leslie said smuggled. I was still in shock. Was it that my idol was going to teach me music? It's too good to be true! Kairia lifted up her arm and spoke up.
"So you're our new teacher?" She asked. He nodded. "And you're name is?" He smiled and said...
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