My Classmates Turned To Statues

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This is the worst I said to myself self. "I can't belive I woke up late again, uhh mom's gonna kill me". Knock, Knock! "Simmon hurry up the bus'll be here any minute! " my mom said "Ok mom be right there."

Yeah my name is Simmon, Simmon Clockswork I'm 13 years old. Any way I got dressed for school. I just wore what I usually wear silk pants, a brown coat with the other side, a plain white shirt, leather shoes, and my top hat.

Oh yeah I forgot to mention our world is in the future but it's all steam punked. It's everything you imagined the future would be like but it's mostly steam power.

We have jetpacks, buses, cars and more. I live in England in a quiet town in a simple house about two stories high.

Back to the topic, I got changed and went down stairs. "Simmon you're late again." said my big sister Jessica "Sorry, my alarm clock went off late, hahahe." I said feeling embarassed. "Simmon you should get that thing fixed, bring it with you and have it fixed." said Mom.

After I ate breakfast, I went outside and waited for the bus. At exactly 5:40 the bus arrived. I saw my friends and seated next to them. "Alarm clock?" said Michael "Yeah, my Mom made me brought it said to get it fixed" I said. "Simmon, that's so like you." said Ellie with a giggle.

Oh yeah these are my friends Michael Antysson and Elizabeth Faun we met at grade school and we've been friends ever since.

We three study at Machinery and Technology Institute it's one of the biggest schools in London. Anyway we chatted until we arrived at school. Once we got inside the place was a mess students running around and chatting. "Another normal day, right Simmon." said Michael "Yeah just like any other day." I said.
After a few minutes the bell rang and every one headed to their rooms. Me and Elizabeth are in the same class so we'll see Michael later. Once we got to our room everyone is in their own groups in their own place. Me and Elizabeth seated next to each other.

After a few minutes the door flew open and our adviser came in, Miss Steampot. She's the most uptight teacher here in London. Last year she gave us a ton of homework just because we accidentally blew spit wads at her face while she was sleeping.

"Okay you little munchkins hold your horses." she said in an annoyed tone.

After a few hours of listening to Miss Steampot chater the bell rang for lunch. Me and Elizabeth went to the cafetiria to meet up with Michael. We immediately saw him, he was seating at our ussual spot near the center.
"Hey guys how was class I bet it fun." he said in a satisfied voice "No, it was so borring I thought I would be there forever." I said with a sigh. Then later on the cafetiria doors flew wide open and one of the most people I didn't wanted to see.

He was a bit chubby, his face was full of freckles, he wpre something between a potato sack and a shirt and it said Momma's Boy, shorts and normal leather shoes. He was the biggest jerk at school his name was Lesly Machoven.

He went over to some kids table two tables in front of us. He was threatening the kids there I know because he does this every time we have lunch. He showed his big meaty hands at the kids and they gave him their money.
"Hate kids like that thinking they're all high and mighty just because you're stronger and bigger than everyone else." Elizabeth said in a disgusted tone "I can't take this anymore." I said in a angry voice. I went over to him and once he saw me he showed his crooked teeth.

"So what brings you here punk." he said in an amused tone "Machoven you need to stop this ot's getting old." I said to him I think he was getting annoyed because he pulled me up by the shirt.
"I'll say when it gets old or not go it!" He said while spitting saliva all over my face. "You know you should go and see a dentist tell him to try ang fix your ogre teeth." I said "That's it, you're dead!" My face was about to be turned into pie I closed my eyes when suddenly nothing happend. Once I opened them he stopped, everyone did exept me and my friends.

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