Chapter 3 The Tour and Introductions
We started on the Level 0 floor. The 4 teachers for Level 0’s are Mrs. Scorches, Mrs. Icey, Mr. Jumble, and Mr. Pajama. Mrs. Icey is for the scaredy animals. Mr. Jumble mixes his words up to confuse his students but, they catch on very quick to what he says and how he says it. Mr. Pajama teaches his students who love the starry night while he sleeps. Mrs. Scorches is the nicest teacher I know so far. If you make her mad she will flame up like my dad does. I know that I could call her my aunt if I wanted to but, I don’t.
Well we went to the second floor of the school to see the Level 1 teachers. The Level 1 teachers are Mrs. Flowery, Mr. Angia, Mrs. Shorty and Mr. Cupcake. Mrs. Flowery grows plants to defeat her enemies and helps her students learn how to control their powers to grow. Mr. Angia is one that you don’t want to mess with he is in a bad mood. You can always tell if he is in a bad mood or not by looking at his mane. Mrs. Shorty is a pony that can make anything grow and shrink. Her door is so tiny on the wall. Mr. Cupcake is a master chef at pastries. He knows how to hurt or kill his enemies by putting a certain poison in their food. He offered us cupcakes and we all said no.
Next, we went to the 3rd floor to see the Level 2 Teachers. They are Mrs. Whip, Mr. Storm, Mr. Sippy, and my mom, Mrs. Vision. Mrs. Whip teaches her students how to use their surroundings as a weapon. Mr. Sippy teaches his students to use what resources they find and ration them out properly depending on where you are. Mr. Storm teaches his students how to control their mind and how to control the weather you produce. My mom, Mrs. Vison helps her students learn how to control the visions that come through and what to get from them. My mom waved at us and we waved back at her.
We went all the way back down to the Level 0 Floor. Mrs. Scorches led us to the gym and asked, “May we come in, so they can see what you do?” The P.E. teacher looked at us and said, “Sure, come on in.”. So, we all walked in and sat down on the bleachers. “My name is Mr. Mean More Face. I teach kids how to run and control their speed.” He said as he looked at us. I noticed he was a bulldog. “Get to running or you will run for the rest of the day!!” He yelled at his students. “Yes Sir!!” They yelled oud and clear. We watched him teach his students how to control their speed on a straight away and a curve for about 30 minutes. Speedy couldn’t hold still. He wanted to go run so bad.
We thanked him for his time and left. Mrs. Scorches led us to Mrs. Minty’s class. She knocked on the door and asked, “May we come in, so they can see what you do?” She looked at and said, “Sure, but you have to put these in your ears or my class will hurt your ears.” She said as she handed all of us except for me ear plugs. I noticed that she was a griffin kinda like me. We walked in the room. As I went through the doorway, I saw that the walls where at least a foot thick. The walls were that thick to make the room soundproof so the whole building doesn’t come falling down. We listened to her teach her class for about 30 minutes and it was loud. I didn’t really care. It was really amazing to hear voices of destruction. It didn’t hurt my ears at all.
We thanked her for her time and we left. Mrs. Scorches led us to Mrs. Paint’s room. She knocked on the door and asked, “May we come in, so they can see what you do?” She looked at us and said, “No.” she slammed the door in Mrs. Scorches face. Mrs. Scorches got so mad that she flamed up and walked down the hall to the office. She walked into the office and told them about Mrs. Paint. Mrs. Scorches calmed down and walked out of the office. “Alright, my students. Let’s go back to the classroom before I hurt someone.” Mrs. Scorches said as she led us back to the classroom. We entered the classroom and we separated from the line. Then, the bell to lunch rang. We got up and grabbed our sack lunches and head to the cafeteria.
We got to the cafeteria, sat down at an empty table and opened our lunches. I had 2 apples, alfalfa, and 3 quarts of oats. Flicka had 2 carrots and some grass. Flicka and I traded one apple for one carrot, part of her grass for part of my oats and alfalfa. Lunch was so delicious and nutritious. We went outside for some fresh air and to go play. “Hey Flicka, what do you want to go play? We can play tag, or we can race.” I said to Flicka. “Let’s race.” Flicka said.
We set up the track and Speedy is our referee. “Ready, Set, GO!!!!” Speedy said. Flicka and I took off with our legs pushing us as fast as they could go. We were going so fast that no one could see us. We were faster than Speedy. We were neck to neck as we ran. We tied when we stopped running. “What’s wrong guys?” I asked them as Flicka and I slid to a stop in front of them. Mrs. Scorches walked toward us. “DO NOT race or hang out together. It is forbidden that a Cremello and a Black horse hangs out together. It is said that a Cremello and a Black will come together and defeat any villain in their way.” Mrs. Scorches said as we lined up on the yellow line. “What’s the big idea about that?” Flicka asked. “Not just any Cremello and Black horse can race and be the same speed. I mean, you guys were faster than me. You guys are the Prophecy mares spoken about in the prophecy that will defeat the Mad Mane Maker.” Speedy explained to Flicka. We headed back into the school.