It was a typical Monday morning. Students were dragging themselves to classes after the long weekend and teachers were trying to get them to focus in class. The bell rang and there was the bustling of students in the hallways who were trying to get to their second period classes on time. Little did they know, second period wasn’t going to be like any other one before. In one of the classes, Mr. Grey (a teacher at the school) was teaching Newton’s Laws when suddenly, his board marker started floating in the air, causing him to draw a wobbly line across the word Gravity. The students' eyes widened in confusion, and slowly everything in the classroom started floating; from pencils to papers, to desks along with the students and Mr. Grey. The classroom was taken by a shocked hush until someone yelled, “This is so COOL!”. 

 

From then on, the school was in a disorganized mess. The chemistry lab was shut down due to a couple unhappy experiments, involving chemicals flying mid-air around students. Math classes were a numerical catastrophe as rulers, calculators and textbooks were flying everywhere, making it hard to learn anything at all. Then, came the art classes where a bunch of open paints were staining kids. At the end of the class, everyone was covered in wet and sticky paint, yet the art teachers called it a colorful mess. 

 

The cafeteria at lunch was in complete disarray and chaos. Students were in an attempt to run after or in this case, FLY after their drifting lunches. Soon enough, the whole cafeteria was filled with floating sandwiches, apples, and all sorts of lunches. Screams and laughter could be heard from the cafeteria. Teachers were trying to calm students down, while some students thought it would be funny to throw food at their peers. 

 

As the day went on, teachers were trying to get a hold of the students and trying to enforce discipline, which was a headache, nonetheless. However, the students were taking the advantage of this day as an excuse for missed assignments and unfinished homeworks. In the gym, students were bouncing off of walls and ceilings in their attempt to run laps - it was certainly a strange sight. The coach clearly looked overwhelmed and threw in the towel, the class as  an anti-gravity yoga class, allowing everyone to stretch in the air. 

 

As the school day came towards the end, a mass of floating school officials, teachers, and students, gathered in for an assembly to discuss what everyone learned from this really strange experience. One thing was clear: it was a day that would not be forgotten and maybe even written down in the history books. 

 

By the next morning, however, gravity returned and everyone was sore from the floating, being the side effects of mid-air stunts. Nevertheless, the murmurs never stopped in the hallways: Would gravity go on break again? And if so, who would be ready this time to take on Round Two of "Surviving school with no gravity"?