Prelims Compostion

It was a warm, sunny Monday morning, the perfect day for skateboarding, but there I was, cooped up in a stuffy classroom, having my mathematics lesson while daydreaming. In the middle of the lesson, while my mathematics teacher, Mrs Tan, was explaining to us about geometry, a tall, young lady, whom I recognised as Miss Lee, the teacher form the next class, knocked softly on the door. All our focus turned to Miss Lee as she signalled Mrs Tan to come out. I managed to glance for a fraction of a second as Miss Lee whispered something to Mrs Tan, before Mrs Tan came in again.
"Angeline, you are wanted in the Principal's office, please follow Miss Lee!" Mrs Tan shouted, trying to make her voice heard above all the din.
I froze. I was never that frightened in my life! I walked slowly towards the door, as a few mischievous boys sniggered at me. I began to think of all the bad things which could have happened to me, expelled from school, caning, scolding... But why was I worried, I did not do anything wrong. My conscience was clear. But as soon as I reached the door of the Principal's office, I began to lose all my confidence, slowly draining out of me, like how sand flows from an hourglass. My palms were beginning to break out in sweat, and my uniform was plastered on my uniform too, with sweat.
"Go on, not to worry!" Miss Lee smiled and gave me a gentle shove, before leaving me standing rooted to the spot.
I bravely turned the door knob slowly, careful not to show the Principal that I was all but scared. The bright light and the freezing cold air-conditioner blowing softly against my cheek was completly different to the place outside, it was like I had entered a different world. I looked around, pictures of him and pupils from previous years who have graduated were placed neatly on his table, row after row of shiny trophies and medals were arranged behind him, like a pirate who protects his treasures.
"Good morning, Mr Ng!" I chirped cheerfully, wiping my sweaty hands on my skirt.
I felt a sign of relief, when he motioned for me to sit down. I did what I was told.
" Angeline, your music piece that was submitted last month, has won the second prize in the latest arts competition!" Mr Ng smiled, handing to me a large, brown envelope, which I tore open. I glimmered, my very first piece and I managed to get an award, oh, I was on cloud nine, tears of joy welled up in my eyes and I fought to hold back my tears! I managed to whisper a word of thanks, before rushing out and close the door behind me. Once again, the dark corridor, doomed over me and the only form of ventilation was a small fan that hung above me. I dabbed my eyes with my hankerchief, before heading back to class.
Everyone rushed towards me, scrambling and fighting to ask what happened as soon as I reached the class. I merely told them a rough summary, before Mrs Tan threatened us with more homework if we did not return back to our respective seats.
That day's Mathematics class became more interesting as, I sat at my seat, replaying the scene in my mind.