The haunted science lab wasn't just a name. I was the coolest kid in the seventh grade and kids like me aren't supposed to believe in things like that. We are supposed to act all tough, mature, and older than we are. That’s my least favorite part about being the coolest kid in seventh grade if i feel like messing around my friends don't want to “ruin” their reputation. No one else may believe in the haunted science lab but i sure do. It all started in sixth grade.
My older sister Joe was taking me to school. “Jackson don't forget your books.”
“Fine Joe. Why do I have to go to school anyway?
“I don't know but i have to go to my school so bye.”
“Bye Joe.” Science was my first class with Mr. Draven. Ha more like Mr. Dreaded.…show more content… Hello. “What was that” I screamed a little to loudly.
“Mr. Jackson if you are not listening to me the first time maybe we can discuss this during detention today after school.” Great, i’m hearing voices in my head and I have detention. My best friend samuel had science with me. Even though he is my best friend he is not the brightest in our class, or any class for that matter.
“ Mr. Draven can I just go ahead and take the test for this?” I have no clue why he's my best friend.
“ Mr. Samuel we have just started this unit. Why would you think that you are ready for the test?”
“Mr. Draven we both know that I am going to do terrible on the test no matter when I take it. So I figured if I'm going to fail I might as well take it now and get it over with.”
The only thought that was going through my head is what is going through his head. Listen to me. “What was that.”
“Jackson dude you really gotta listen better even i'm listening, kinda.”
