Chaper two: Trouble in School

Chapter two: Trouble in School


Baseball is going great. Coach has put me at starting pitcher just as I have always dreamed. I really love playing, especially because all of my teammates like me. When I was ten, none of my teammates liked me. I don't know why, it's not like I stunk or anything. That was the old days; now I'm in college. The way I'm playing, I am certain that I will make it to the MLB. There is just one problem; I heard that I need a GPA of 2.1 in my school work. In school, I was always an average student; I mean I could pass... barely. The highest grade that I have ever gotten was a B-. My skills in baseball kept on getting higher, but my grades kept on slipping. I don't know what I am supposed to do. I figure I should just go to sleep, seeing as it's late. Maybe I'll do well in school if I have a good night's sleep.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Click! I turned off my alarm clock at 6:15 A.M. I got up, took a shower, got changed, brushed my teeth, and headed out the door. I felt nice and awake. I haven't gone to sleep at eleven o'clock in awhile. My first class is math. I hate math; I don't see why I have to do it if I'm going to be a baseball player. I don't do very well in math; my grade points in math alone are a 1.1. Ouch! I have to do better than that. That probably explains why my teacher doesn't like me. I found my desk in class, got my pencil and notebook out, and now I am ready to study.
"Alright guys," my teacher said. "Today is test day. I assume that you guys studied... as I told you to."
My eyes got pretty wide. Wide like an owl.
I can't believe I forgot to study! I thought to myself. As if he can read my mind, the kid next to me slapped me right on the forehead.
"Ow! What the heck was that for?"
"I saw your facial expression," he said. "Don't think I don't know what you just thought about."
"What!?" I asked.
"I'm on to you Evans. Just remember, I'm always watching you."
"Shut up already, Erwin."
"It's Matthew."
“Whatever,” I thought.
"Daniel is there a problem?" my teacher asked.
"Well... uh... I... don't look at me! Erwin started it!”
"It's Matthew!"
"Don't butt in on our conversation, Erwin. This is a conversation between me, and Mr. Hendricks."
"Daniel!" Mr. Hendricks yelled.
"Ah! Sorry sir."
"What is the problem?" he said angrily.
"No sir, there is no problem."
"Daniel didn't study for the test!" Matthew yelled.
"Erwin! I told you to stay out of our conversation. That's very rude." I said.
"What?!" Mr. Hendrick yelled. "You didn't study for the test."
"Well... not exactly."
"It's a yes or no question, Dan! Did you, or did you not study?"
"Yes! I did study." I lied. "You see, I don't know what Er..."
"Stop right there!" Mr. Hendrick yelled. "I have heard enough. We'll see if you studied or not by the results of your test."
Phew! I'm glad that's over with. I thought.
"By the way," my teacher added. "I prefer that you call Matthew by his proper name."
"Yes sir." After the test was over with, I waited nervously all by myself in class. Mr. Hendrick made me wait while he corrected my test. After he was done, he gave me my paper back with a giant, circled, red "F" on it.
Shoot! I thought. On the bottom of the paper was a note. It said:
Daniel, please see the principal. Normally, I don't send kids to the principal if they have failed; but you didn't study, and you lied.
I had a very big scolding from the principal when I told him what I did. That made me try harder for the next test.

Out for Good?

Out for Good?


Introduction

This story is about a boy named Daniel Evans, whose dream it is to play Major League Baseball. He receives a scholarship at Harvard because he is such a talented player. He does great at practice, but his grades are slipping in school. Will he be able to conquer this problem? This story is COMPLETELY FICTIONAL!



Chapter One: Packing for College


My name is Daniel Evans. Ever since I was little, I have loved baseball! My dream has always been to be in Major League Baseball. All of my friends said that I was good enough to make it. My parents, though, they were a whole other story. They said that I was just little. According to them, every little kid wants to be in the MLB. They said I was just dreaming. They wanted me to be a lawyer! Yeah, in their dreams. Look at me now. I just got a scholarship to Harvard University just because I am good at baseball. Not because I am smart… BASEBALL! I’ve got a pretty good shot at the MLB. Right now I am packing for Harvard.
“Good-bye, Daniel,” my dad said. “I’m very proud of you.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
“Good-bye, Danny,” my mom said. “I’m… also very proud of you.” My mom just got through that sentence without crying.
“Good-bye, Mom.” I gave them my hugs and kisses and then headed off to college.
When I finally arrived, I almost fell asleep I was so tired from the drive. I grabbed my suitcase full of stuff and found my room. Luckily, I had no roommates. I had the WHOLE room to myself.