Jason poked Jebbie in the side, “Hurry up. We gotta hurry and get there.”
The other boys pushed and shoved each other while Mr. Harland yelled, “Stop acting like toddlers! You’re in the eighth grade not the first grade!”
Mika started laughing, “Some of these guys should be in the first grade.”
Mason yelped, “Ouch! Thomas pinched me!”
Mr. Harland whipped around and yelled, “Thomas come to the front this minute!”
Thomas whined, “I didn’t pinch him Mr. Harland, it was Wesley!”
“Wesley, come to the front!”
“I didn’t do anything Mr. Harland, they’re just blaming me for it.”
Mr. Harland took a deep breath, “You boys are going to be the death of me.” He shook out his wings and flew away.
“Ouch, Wesley pinched me!”
Jason and Jebbie shook their wings, took flight and followed after Mr. Harland.
The remaining gaggle giggled and flew off with the flock.
Our prompt photo for this week is supplied by Ellespeth’s friend. Thank you!
This is my submission for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is hosted by me, Priceless Joy. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 100-150 words give or take 25, with which to write our stories. The challenge is fun and addicting and everyone is welcome to participate. If you would like more information about this challenge, please click on this link: FFfAW
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