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Post by Carissa Young on Oct 16, 2007 19:13:46 GMT -5
Professor Faucet glided out onto the slick, dewy grass. Making her way slowly but surely to the courtyard where her first flying lesson would take place. Checking her watch Noel noticed that there was still twenty minuets until the bell rang signaling the end of second period. I hope this group doesn't fool around as much as last years group... Noel thought bitterly making a right on the gravel path.
Another minuets walk lewd her right into the courtyard where there were twelve brooms, six statione one across from teh other. Leaving room for Noel to walk up and down the aisle. Five seconds....the bell rang. Students filed out of the school and to their next class outsdoors. But of course classes were also indoors as well.
Noel played with the whistle around her neck and waited for the second bell to ring. Signaling the late bell.
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