Detention Or Rehearsal? Or Even Worst, A Ruined FriendShip?

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"Whats wrong?" Liz asked.
"I forgot my textbook at home, Mr.Qui will be mad for sure!"
"Here, use mine."
"But what about you?"
"It's alright, I can pretend I have my textbook haha."
"No way! I won't let you get in trouble alone; after all, we're best friends."

She smiled at me with that heartwarming smile she always have. It makes me happy just being her best friend, she always cheers me up with that beautiful smile of hers.

"Alright, I'll just pretend I forgot mine as well. Detention buddies?" Liz asked with a smirky smile.
"Always," I let out a soft chuckle.
"Girls," Mr.Qui said as he walked towards Liz and I.

We immediately sat straight in our seats.

"May I ask where your textbooks is at?" Mr.Qui said with a soft voice as if he was trying to hold in his anger.
"Uh well um you see we uh-" Liz began to say.
"We forgot it at home," I cut Liz off.
"I see, well then I guess you know what this means?" He said with a normal voice.
"Detention?" We both said in sync.

Mr.Qui nodded and walked back to the board. I sighed, at least I won't have to serve detention alone.

In the afternoon
"Uh Naomi? Aren't you forgetting something?" Liz asked with a curious face.
"Forgetting what? That we have detention?" I responded.
"Rehearsal? Today? After school?" She reminded me.

Oh no! I completely forgot about that. I can't miss this rehearsal, otherwise I won't be available to go and perform at our band contest.

"What are we going to do? We have 42 minutes left before the school day is over," Liz asked in a worried voice.
"Don't worry, we'll just go tell him we'll do it sometime this week, ok?"
"What if he says no?"
"No way, rehearsal is more important than some detention." I said.

We both agreed to go tell him after 8th period was over.

RING RING

Liz and I walked to Mr.Qui's class, hoping he'll let us serve our detention some other day this week, maybe even next week. As we walked in, we saw him sitting at his desk and grading some papers.

"Um Mr.Qui?" I said.
"Ah, ladies, you showed up for your detention, good good." He said excitedly.
"About that, we have band rehearsal today so um.. we're wondering if we could serve detention sometime this week on another day?" Liz said.
"Skipping one rehearsal won't hurt your grades," He began saying. "what'll hurt your grades is you not showing up for your detention."

Hearing him say that, I got mad pretty quick.

"I'm sorry but when have our grades depended on detentions? Detention is an after school thing for kids who goes against school rules. It's a punishment. Forgetting our textbooks isn't that big of a deal. Besides, we're going to show up for our detention, just not today, alright?" I said loudly.

Both Mr.Qui and Liz looked at me surprisingly.

"Uh we'll be going now, bye Mr.Qui." Liz hurried and rushed me out of the room.

"What was that about?!" She asked.
"Nothing," I lied and walked to band hall.
"No, that was something, tell me!" She held me back and said.
"It's nothing, alright? Let's hurry and go." I said and pulled my arm away from her hand.

Honestly, I myself don't know what was that about. As we walked to band, Liz looked upset and sad at the same time. What even happened in there? Was that even me? Talking back to a teacher? I was pretty surprised myself. Whatever's going on, it better stops now. I'm not myself today, hopefully I'll go back to being myself tomorrow.

After rehearsal, Liz and I walked together to the front of the school. Liz haven't said a word since what happened.

"Hi um, sorry.." I apologized to her.

She continued to ignore me.

"Look, I don't know, alright? I was just mad and the words came out of my mouth, that's all. I had no control over it." I explained.
"Sure, whatever you say," She responded and walked away.
"Liz! Stop this!" I yelled.
"You know what? Forget it. I'm done." She yelled back and walked away.

Sighing, I walked home alone and I felt like crying. We've never gotten into such a fight that she said those words to me.

Was our friendship over?

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