Heres another chapter 4 ya hope u like
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So I stood by the door. Now tell me... why the hell did I tell Dan to go to class STUPID ME. “Come sit down child”
“NO I’m fine here” he just looked at me funny. “So what did you want to talk about?”
“Well, I know you want me” I almost chocked.
“Umm... NO your old and crusty, what gave you that Idea?!”
“The way you look at me, I can see it in your eyes” my eyes? This man is confused and need to go to a mental home. He walked towards me and I stepped back
“Listen old man, I don’t want you now can you let me out of this class now” I ran to the other side of the room and he just looked at me from across the room. Is this man on crack or something? Sammy kept on growling and barking but it didn’t sound very scary, but thanks for trying. I pulled out my phone and smirked at the old creep. “You know, when you want to hold some one hostage, you should at least take away their phone”
“Damn” he muttered “well if I let you go, then we can pretend like this never happened... Okay?” he sounded so panicked but he’s not getting away that easily. I called Dan and he answered after 3 rings.
“Hi Vick, what do you want I’m in class”
Dan’s POV
I was in class when my phone rang... I was Vickie. Answered it anyway
“Hi Vick, what do you want I’m in class”
“That creep of a teacher has locked me in a room with him and I-” then she cut off, it sounded like the phone dropped and then all I heard was Sammy growling. I jumped out my seat only for my teacher to stop me.
“Get back in your seat... NOW” I just carried on running until I got to Terry’s class.
