"Alright class" Mrs.M yelled
"listen up y'all, you all know that I dont like to miss class. Unfortunately I can not get out of what I have to do tomorrow. You all will have a sub. I expect all of you to be on your best behavior. Even you Payton."
I gave her a look that not even my mom can describe what it means.
"alright the bell has rung you all can go." Mrs.M said
"wait Payton I need to see you before you go"
I stopped knowing that there was no way I could leave and not talk to her.
"I understand that you are very opinionated. And I also understand that you dont like to help your table do work. However I am going to make you a deal. If your work is done and your tables work is done. I will give you a week of music."
"Ok. I really have to be getting to class." I said skittishly
"I know you have to get to class. But do you agree?"
"Yeah sure" annoying I just wanted to get to class.
I walked down the hallway with my earbuds in playing Back Foot by Dinosaur Pile-up. Why? Why am I the only one she hates so much? I swear I do her job at this point. Im basically babysitting my table of incompetent children. Why in the world do I have to be the only one she trusts. I see my weights coach walking down the hallway as I'm supposed to be in class.
"oh hey Payton. Shouldn't you be in class?" Mr.R stated in confusion.
"uh yeah. My bad. I guess I just didn't really hear the bell." I tried to say convincingly.
"Yeah I know your skipping its fine. I dont care."
I sighed in relief.
"Oh and by the way take it easy on the knee. Your coach said that you need to take it easy, not me."
"ok see ya" I whispered after another sigh of relief.
