END RESULTS Chapter seven

On wednesday - May the 31st it was a dull cold day. Randy had to put a tarbard on. 

Students are all seated in their classes getting set for the days lectures. 

'Blimey!, i've left my commercial textbook at mine', said Randy to Gary - a boy seating next to him, by the right. 

Mrs Beatrice - the commerce subject teacher - a fair fat woman of medium height was soon to come into the class. 

'What am I going to do now ', Randy told Gary, looking disappointed. 

'Don't let it bother you', said Gary. 

Gary has always been a good mate to Randy. He took his rucksack and placed his own textbook on his table. 

'Hey, Randy!', he called. Randy was already looking out through the window - thinking on how to skip the lecture. 

'Let's share, shall we?'

'Oh yeah, thanks a lot, I appreciate'. 

Whenever it was time for a teacher to come into the class, everyone would get prepared. They bring out their writing materials - pen, notepad, textbook and such like. 

The period was coming to an end when Mrs Beatrice entered the classroom. 'Morning class!' she said. 

'Morning ma!', the whole class chorused. 

'I am sorry I'm late', she apologised. 'Today, I will give you all some homework to do cos very soon this period would be over. Write these up in your notes...' she told them what to do and left the class.