Right on the bell by Zarann Shastri

Right on the bell
by Zarann Shastri

My head was sweating.
I was sprinting through the hallways; scared to be late to my class. I could hear the clock ticking! I saw my friend walking casually in the hallway. If I stopped for even a second he would start talking to me.
“Whatcha doing”? He said in a low tone.
I told him “I can’t talk to you right now”.
Turning the other way. I knew he was saying something but I was too worried to pay close attention. By now I started to lose hope and thought that I would get another tardy. My heart was beating at a million mph having a chance to win a car racing competition. The thought of getting another tardy haunted me as I would get a c-hall. I could still remember my mom warning me that she wouldn't allow me to watch t.v or play video games if I got another c-hall. My hands were trembling on a Tuesday at two o'clock. I see my class. Waves of relief flow through my body. My right foot enters the classroom I could feel the wind chilled my body. I was still as a stone thinking that I was late but suddenly the bell rings and I was assured that I wasn’t late and sat down in my desk feeling amazed at my own luck.
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