Jennifer Dale is sixteen years old American teenager who is dreaming about journalist career. She is excited about starting education at a high school. She and her friends dream about handsome and nice teachers, preferably men. They got some male, but their expectations weren’t justified completely. Mr Stone is an teacher of English, his appearance very weird. He is cold, unemotional, has metallic voice like a robot. He shocked Jane and her friends at the very first day. Next day they noticed that he drinks strange liquid and takes black pills. His eyes changes their colour from time to time and he talks to sky during his walks outside! Guys have enough clues for considering that their teacher isn’t a human. As says International Space Fan Club, constellation and a comet has met just a week ago in such way that there is a big possibility of alien’s voyage on Earth.Download Ebook Download AudioBook
Alien at School by Michelle Brown
My name is Jennifer Dale. My friends call me Jenny. I’m 16 years old and I live near Boston. My town is beautiful and very green. I live here with my parents and my dog, Fred. I go to school at Jefferson High and I want to become a journalist. In my free time I play volleyball and I listen to “heavy metal” music.
I want to tell you my story.
It was the first day of high school. I was excited. I already knew most of my classmates, but I didn’t know my new teachers. I got up, ate my breakfast and went to school. On the street I met my friend, Dana; her house is near mine and we always walk to school together.
“I hope our new teachers are men. And I hope they’re handsome!” Dana said. Dana loves talking about boys.
‘Yes, I need something new and interesting in my life,” I answered.
We arrived at school and went into our classroom. A young man was inside.
“Hello, boys and girls. I’m your new science teacher. My name is Mr Adams. I hope to work well with you this year.”
Dana and I looked at Mr Adams. He was tall and thin. He had blond hair and brown eyes. He seemed friendly.
“We’re lucky! I think he’s a very handsome teacher!” Dana said to me.
“Yes, he is!” I answered. I looked at him and he looked at me. Our eyes met. “What’s your name?” he asked, smiling. “Uh, Jennifer,” I answered. I was a little nervous.
He turned to Dana. “And who are you?”
“I’m Dana!” Dana gave him a big, enthusiastic smile. At that moment the noise of an airplane attracted our attention. Everyone in the class looked out of the window, but the sun was in front of us. It bothered our eyes. We turned away from the window. Except Mr Adams. He was at the window and was looking directly at the sun. The sun didn’t irritate his eyes!
“Gee!” I thought, “How can he look at it like that?!!”
The airplane then passed and the lesson continued. When the hour finished, another man walked in. This one had black hair and green eyes. His nose was small and pointed, and he had strangely high cheekbones…