Samantha was getting bored. It felt like everyday she would go to school, then musical rehearsal, then do her homework, and then go to sleep, wake up the next day and do the same thing over and over again. She loves school (well, some of it) and musical theater, but it was just the same thing everyday. Sometimes things just have to change.

 It was just a classic Tuesday, but something felt different. I don't know why, but I just woke up and was super excited for something. School felt normal, but even afterwards I was still looking forward to this mystery thing.

 I went home and had some dinner before my best friend, Lola, picked me up for musical practice. We jammed to some music on the way and once we arrived we changed into our costumes (since it was close to opening night we were doing full dress rehearsals).

 The first half of rehearsal was normal, but right before our second run through, I heard Lola came running to me:

 "Sammy! Sammy!" (that's what my friends call me) she said a little loudly, "will you go get my other shoes from the dressing room? I left them in my bag and I'm about to go on stage!"

 "Of course," I responded, "just go!"

 She rushed backstage and I went to get her shoes. I opened her backpack and couldn't help, but notice an envelope that said ‘A Pencil's Poem' on it. I grabbed the envelope and the shoes and headed backstage to where Lola was. I gave her the shoes and as she put them on as I asked her about the envelope.

 "Oh yeah," she responded after I asked, "I forgot to tell you about that. I'll tell you later, you need to get on stage."

 "Okay, bye." I said and then walked on stage.

 The rest of the rehearsal went well, but I was thrilled when we got back in the car and I was finally able to hear about this envelope. 

 "So what is it," I asked Lola as soon as we started driving away.

 "So basically it's just this poem, but it's supposedly from just a pencil," Lola said, handing me a paper from the envelope.

 "What? That doesn't make any sense!" I responded.

 "I know, I'm also so confused!" Lola exclaimed, "I just want to know if it is actually a pencil."

 "Yeah, that would be kinda cool, " I said as we pulled into my driveway, "well we can continue this talk tomorrow."

 "Yup! Bye," Lola responded.

 "Have a good evening!" Lola's dad said from the driver's seat.

 "Bye!" I called behind me as I walked to my door.

 The next morning I got ready for school then went to check the mail as I did every morning, but I found something strange in the mailbox. It was a letter addressed to me that said ‘An Eraser's Epic'.

 ‘Huh, that's strange,' I thought ‘it's just like the one Lola got from the pencil.'

 Once I got to school I walked to english and found Lola at her seat.

 "You're never going to believe it!" we both said at the same time.

 "You go first!" Lola said, "mine can wait."

 "So I got a letter this morning. It's just like the one you got but from an eraser," I told her.

 "That's kinda crazy because I got another letter today too," Lola said, "But it had the pencil in it! Watch this!"

 She pulled a normal looking pencil out of her backpack and set it on the table. Suddenly the pencil stood on it's point and began to talk;

 "Why did you put me in there?" the pencil asked Lola, "it was dark and scary."

 "Sorry, but I had nowhere else to put you," Lola answered.

 "Well, be better next time," the pencil responded before laying back down.

 "That was crazy!' I exclaimed.

 "Yeah, I know!" Lola said.

 Just then the bell rang and the school day began.

 At lunch Lola sat down next to me and sighed.

 "This pencil has been annoying me all day," Lola said, "I had to stow it away at the bottom of my bag."

 "Well, that's frustrating," I responded.

 "Tell me about it!" Lola said, laying her head on the lunch table.

 The rest of the day was uneventful, but the next day was not.

 

 I woke up and immediately got the mail. And of course I had gotten another envelope with an eraser inside. I took the eraser out and it started yapping away so fast that I couldn't understand what it was saying.

 "Woah, slow down," I said to it, "what are you saying?"

 "Nothing." The eraser said and then it laid down on the floor.

 I packed the eraser in my backpack and went to school.

 I finally understood what Lola had gone through the day before. Everytime I took the eraser out it would just start talking super fast, so I would put it back. It was so annoying.

 At lunch I showed the eraser to Lola.

 As we were talking about the pencil and eraser, we heard a voice from behind us.

 "What are you guys even talking about?" Our other friend, Kristy, asked from behind us.

 "Do you not hear them?" Lola asked (because the eraser and pencil were both talking super loud.)

 "What are you even talking about?" Kristy responded, "all I hear is you."

 "Huh," I said, "well we both hear the pencil and eraser talking."

 "That's weird," Kristy said and walked away.

 "That is weird," Lola said to me.

 "Yeah we really need to figure this out," I responded.

 And we soon did. Well, sort of.

 On Friday, Lola came home with me after school and before our musical rehearsal. We just played some games and waited to leave. When it was finally time to go we decided to leave the pencil and eraser at my house so they wouldn't bother us. 

Musical practice went really well, but the surprise came when we got home. Instead of finding the pencil and eraser as we had left them we found a note and this is what it said;

 "That's kinda cool," Lola said after we had finished reading the note.

 "Yeah, I'm glad we could help them. Maybe that's why we could hear them because they needed our help," I responded.

 The next Monday, our social studies class got a new student and she was put in the seat between Lola and I. To be honest she was really mean and just annoyed us the whole hour. After class Lola and I walked to our next hour and discussed the new student.

 "She was just so annoying," I complained to Lola.

 "Yeah," Lola answered, "but maybe mean people just need to find a good friend. Isn't that what happened with the pencil and eraser."

 "Yeah, we should give her a chance," I said.

 "I agree," Lola said, as we walked into math.

 

 School continued to be boring, but I was super excited for our musical performances. I am also just happy to have a good friend like Lola because now I understand that some people don't have a friend they can rely on.