As you enter a small room with a few cupboards and lots of papers messily piled on a desk. Sitting behing a pink desk that said "Class Registation" in bold letters you see a old lady with gray hair and classes, with an olive colored sweater to match the room color. You see a small paper with the words on golden ink written : "Mrs. Spellman" The woman smiles at you and says : "Don't worry dear, I'm not Shakira Spellman, I'm Genveive Spellman, Shakira's grand-mother." You smiled meekly and privatly sighed of relief since you though that she was your headmistress. "Shaki usually does these things, but I am doing it to her this term, so I'm doing it for her instead, she is SO busy you know." She reached for her papers on the desk and handed what looked like 1 page or 2. "Would you be kind enough to fill this in for me, please?" She asked as she handed it to you. You may take it to your home, but I want it back as soon as possible please." She smiled at you and as you walked away she gave a short alarmed shout. You quickly turned around and she said "Sorry for that, just remember that ALL questions must be filled out. Thank you and good-bye." You silently said good-bye and looked at your papers as you walked out of the room...... |