The next morning, Emily woke up from a dreadful dream of what she saw the other day with Becky, but she ignored the dream and got ready for school.
At lunch, she ate her subway sandwich without a single word to anyone, not even Becky.
Half way through math class, Mrs. Blahb turned around to check a piece of paper on her desk, when she had a flashback of what she saw yesterday with Becky. That was when she realized it.
My math teacher was the butt.
It was the butt she had nightmares about.
NOT PART OF THE BOOK
SORRY ABOUT THE SHORT CHAPTERS.
