Story by Me

I don't know the title of this story yet, but here you go. It's just the first chapter because I wanted an opinion on it before I take the time to finish it. Hope you like it! Oh, and comment anything you would fix. Thx!

Chapter 1: Boy..? Girl..?
“Geoffrey! Hi there!”said Layla. Geoffrey turned around from walking to school. It was 7:50 a.m. “Oh hi Layla. What are you up to?” “I’m just about ready to go to class. There’s the school, right there.” Layla pointed. “Thanks Lay, I know. I’m walking to school, and the door is 4 feet away from me.” Sometimes Geoffrey didn’t know what to do with that girl. “Well you could say thank you, Geoff. I mean, what if you were blind. You’d be lucky to have me around.” Layla rolled her eyes and smiled playfully. Geoff laughed and said, “Come on. We don’t want to be late to…….Mz. Raunchy’s.” “DUN DUN DUN!” Layla jumped in. “What? I’m trying to add dramatic effect. If you ever say that name, it just feels right to say, DUN DUN DUN!” She startled Geoffrey. Geoffrey sighed and said, “Well if you have to add that much dramatic effect, we might want to run.”
It had been 15 minutes since they walked in the front door. They were wandering around their Junior High. It was trashy, run down, and there were only 30 kids attending the school (plus there were only 4 classrooms according to the kids’ map they read), so I wouldn’t exactly call it a Junior High. It was a dump. Geoffrey and Layla were trying to find their classroom. “You know,” Geoff said, “You wouldn’t think it’s that hard to find a classroom when there are only 4 classrooms to choose from.” “And look at this!” Layla said annoyed but she wasn’t yelling, “There’s at least 75 hallways in this school! At the corners of the hallways it says Hallway 4, or Hallway 32, and I’ve seen all the up to 74!” “But,” Geoff said in a deeper thought, “why do you think there are so many hallways. I mean I know there’s the rooms that are covering them all…………….wait.” She stopped walking. Geoff thought about it, then turned her head to one of the 20 closed doors on Hallway 67. “How could there…” she managed to get out, “There’s only 4 classrooms in the entire school.” She started to get worked up, getting louder as she spoke. “How could there be all these rooms? There’s 20 doors on each hall. That’s like 1000 rooms! How could that be??!!” “Calm down.” Layla said, grabbing her arm. Geoffrey was the kind of girl that thought things through. When something didn’t make sense, she gets all riled up and loud. Layla on the other hand is a quieter, more laid back kind of girl. She always says the obvious because she thinks out loud. She’s not afraid of what people think of her, and has no fear of asking questions anytime, anywhere. If something doesn’t click in her head, she will question it immediately no matter what others might say or do. Layla continued very calmly, “Now we just have to find out why there’s so many rooms. There’s only 4 rooms located on my map, and yours. So why are there so many more rooms than our maps tell us? I wonder why…” “YEAH YEAH OK!” Geoff butted in. She started saying, “We don’t have time to wonder all the wonders of the world Layla. We have a situation here! We are at least 20 minutes late for class, and someone has obviously pulled a prank on the new kids. I want to go back to 6th GRADE! I’VE HEARD STORIES ABOUT HOW THE 7TH GRADERS GET PRANKED AND PICKED ON! I HATE BEING PICKED ON! HOW COME STUPID OLD JUNIOR HIGH HAS TO BE LIKE THAT! THIS IS RIDICULOUS! MADNESS! UNACCEPTABLE! ATROCIOUS! INEXPLICABLE! UNEXPLAINABLE! HORRIBLE! TERRIBLE!.....” “I GET IT! IT’S BAD! SHUT UP!” Layla said. She was now getting aggravated, “Let’s just find a teacher to help us OK?!” Geoffrey could barely keep herself together. “Alright.” She finally said. They walked down the hall to Hallway 38. “These hallways don’t make sense to me.” Geoff said in a low voice, and very angry. She felt like throwing something. “Um, excuse me Sir,” Layla said to a man. He looked like a nerd. No better way to describe him. He had a button down shirt that was buttoned all the way to the top, his pants were like 7 feet above his bellybutton AT LEAST, and he had these ginormous glasses on. He looked quite young. He turned around and saw the two girls standing there behind him. “Yes ladies?” He said. Layla stood tall to tell her story. “Wel..” “Ooch.” Said the nerdy man, “Yowzers. Shouldn’t y’all be in class little ladies? I reckon that it is past the time the class starts yes sir. Me oh my. Speak and explain. I’m a-wating.” He put up his hand by his shoulder with his palm facing the ceiling. Then he bent four of his fingers. Then he put them back down. He kept doing it like they were supposed to give him something, with his other hand on his hip. “Well, Sir, that’s why we’re here.” Layla proceeded, “you see, our maps tell us that there are 4 classrooms on this map and that’s it. An…” “That sure is correct little lady.” Nerd cut in, “Is that the problem? Because I…” “No sir.” Layla said without fear. “Wait, you’re saying that there really only are 4 classrooms?!” Nerd nodded. “Then what are all these other rooms doing here?!” “Well…” Nerdy continued…