Sam= playtime

The final bell rang as kids run out of the school being picked up by the school busses or their parents, the halls were empty then the janitor or well... The broom, Started sweeping up the halls.
You surprisingly wasnt fazed by the fact that there is a talking broom for a janitor.

"GOTTA SWEEP SWEEP SWEEP!" it yelled sweeping up the floors.
You shruged and walked towards the cafeteria for something to eat. You didnt really eat anything all day, for reasons only you know.

You walked past a door and hear talking, the door was opened slightly as you see a teacher and 4 students in the class room. 3 of them you recognised as they were in the nurses office to see you earlier today.

The boy with the bleeding head,the little girl that hurt her foot, and the boy that had that tummy ache.
The other student you didnt know sits at the very back of the classroom, she or he looked like a sock with googly eyes.

You once again didnt question it.

The teacher was a tall gentleman probably in his late 20s, wearing a neon green sweater with some blue pants, he hardly had any hair but a single strand.
A wooden ruler rests on his desk as he reads off a math problem to the children.
You think these kids have detention and are just staying after school to get better at school work or something

"So tom has 20 bottles of dish soap and he-" the teacher stopped when one of the kids raised his hand "yes?" "Why does tom have so many bottles of dish soap?" "Because he likes to wash dishes" the teacher replied happily and then continues the math problem "so tom has 20 bottles of dish soap and he gives 7 to penny how many bottles does he have left?"

The room was silent and one of the kids raised their hand nervously "yes sam?" "Is it 13?" The little girl said with slight fear on getting it wrong.
The teacher smiles wide "thats right! Great job!!!" The teacher praised as sam smiled and one of the kids gave out a sigh in relief.
You smile and head on to the cafeteria to eat something, before you get sick.