Story 2

"The 1st person we have up today in out first ever poetry slam....is....."  This was the first part of the sentence that would begin what could have been a life time. But a good story always has a beginning so let me go there...

"oh yeah...thats right...todays the first poetry slam" I said, walking into Mr. Chases room today at C - Band. I walk to the back...i carefully look over each chair to see which one im going to sit in. after i finally find my seat, i notice the smell of tea, coffee and cookies filling the room.  
"Dang...forgot my mug..."
"Ok Class, take your seats" Mr chase echoed to the room.