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I slumped in my seat. This day wasn't off to the start I wanted it to be on. The bus was going speedy fast, then came to sharp stop. It was so sharp the bus driver advised us to put on the saftey belts, whatever advised means. Then a girl with curly black hair and snow white skin came on the bus. Her name was Jasmine. She walked to the back of the bus and plopped right next to me. I pointed at her backpack. It had hearts all over it.
"Nice backpack! Wanna see my backpack? It's got butterflies and flowers on it!"
Then I reached under my seat for my new backpack. Mother said to take real good care of it, or else it will get dirty.
"Thank you, and I like yours, too! My name is Jasmine, what's yours?"
"Daisy Deelora. But you can call me Daisy Dee!" I said, all hoppity.
"Daisy Dee? Very...unique!" she said, just as the bus stopped at the school.
There were kids everywhere, and some were really big kids. The school was big, too. Jasmine and I walked around the school looking for Room 5. We finally found it, and Rosie and Jamie had already found front row seats, so Jasmine and I plopped down in the seats next to them. There was a lady writing her name on the board. In big letters, it said:

Mrs. Morganishloopart

I think Mrs. M was enough for me, but knowing Rosie Ray, she would always call her Mrs. Morganishloopart. Finally, everyone came, and she said,
"Hello, children. I'm Mrs. Morganishloopart. But you can call me Mrs. M. for short."


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