 Tell Them I'm Trapped in an Oil Painting
Why was everyone being so MEAN to her today?! This was just the worst. Roberta was going to sit in her cottage for at LEAST a week crying now. She wouldn't come out at all to say hi to the students, no she wouldn't - but how did she get back in to the portrait? She had no idea how she had gotten out of it in the first place!
Her bottom lip trembling, she looked at the mean professor and stomped her foot. "You're all SO RUDE! I didn't do anything!" she exclaimed. She turned to her portrait and glared at the two students who had started all this mess.
"I bet THEY did it!" she exclaimed. THEY were the magical students after all. If they wouldn't admit them, she'd get them to! She charged at the portrait, hoping to scare them...but instead, she tripped over her own two feet (it was hard to be 3D, ok) and she fell face first into the portrait. Another blinding flash of light, and Roberta was back in her frame - and the two students were standing in the hallway once again. |