It was yet another boring Tuesday afternoon with my grumpy, plump teacher.
We were asked to write in our English books what job we wanted to have when we were older. There were so many choices but I wondered what I was going to do. I whispered to my BFF Heather,
"What job would you like to do?
"Probably a florist", Heather replied quietly.
"No talking!!",
Mr.Snapbutton shouted.
"It would be fabulous if me, you, Amy and Rose ran a flower shop together?!" I muttered excitedly,
"Good idea!". Just then our teacher crept up behind and whacked us with the massive assessment books he was carrying.