The infinite growlers

Chapter 8

It was Monday morning in sunny dale high school.

Thrain met Mark in class as always, but something was amiss today, he wasn't reading his usually mythology.

Instead, he had his head laid on his desk. Thrain greeted him, they had their normally stylish special handshake, but his grip felt a bit loose.

Thrain couldn't keep up with this behavior of mark, he was already getting infuriated.

“Hey man! What's with this sudden twist in mood?” he stared at mark with an eye anticipating for an answer, but all mark did was sigh.

“Thrain, a lot on my mind, but I would be fine,” he finally said.

Good morning

A tall guy with a sprout of brown hair, a brown eyes and slightly pointed ears, showed up in their class with a bright broad smile.

“I am Rodriguez, your new classroom teacher,” he stated.

The whole class began to a throw tantrum as the class captain finally calmed them down as spoke softly, “Good day Mr. Rodriguez, I'm Edith the class captain,” she said.

“Good! Nice to meet you”.

The headmast