Personal Narrative-The Ideal Classroom

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We were standing in line outside of class waiting for our teacher. In front of me was Angel and his best friend. “What’s a condom?” Angel asks as he turns around.
I stared blankly at them as they chuckled. “Whatever.” This kid is annoying. I rolled my eyes. “Ahh I’m going to tell the teacher,” I heard a voice of a girl saying.
Great, now I’ll be in trouble for something I didn’t even say.
Next thing I know Angel, his best friend, and I are standing in front of Ms. Ordonez in the empty classroom.

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