New Story #2

Hello everyone! Do you remember that new story I posted about a little bit ago? Well here is part of what I have written so far, I hope you like it, and I would be overjoyed if you posted ideas or comments about it! Here it is:

When I finally finished getting ready for school it was 7:40, school started in 10 minutes. I hurried out the door, it was a warm fall day; my P.E. teacher will probably make us run around the track ten times to take advantage of the good weather. I heard the bushes rustle behind me, which was odd because there was no wind, I quickly turned around but there was nothing there. I sighed, then turned back around and kept walking to school.

I ran into the classroom right as the bell rang. My homeroom teacher, Ms. O’Hara had just started calling roll. “Ian Day,” she said.

“Here,” I replied, Ms. O’Hara rolled her eyes when she realized I was present. Ms. O’Hara is the worst of my teachers; I don’t know why she doesn’t like me. Maybe it’s because last term I tried to convince her that my dog ate my homework (I don’t even have a dog) or maybe she’s still mad at me because in 7^th grade I called her ancient. Then again, none of my teachers like me, Ms. O’Hara just hates me.