"How on earth are you going to explain this kind of crude behavior?" Headmistress Dunder-Head asked the four first graders, standing with them in the hall by their classroom.
"I'm going to have to say verbally..." Thale started.
"Because judging by that tone of voice-" Calvin continued.
"You might not be in the mood for the dance performance we've prepared." Jorgelino finished.
Headmistress Dunder-Head's face turned bright red, steam coming from her ears. "Why would you waste the school's chocolate milk?" She shouted. The first graders went silent. "You four have been nothing but trouble since your first year here! You four are by far, the worst behaved students I've ever had!"
The group stayed quiet. Then, a small voice from the back of the group of four boys spoke up. "We did it boys!" Tyson said, patting Thale on the shoulder. There was another moment of silence as the boys each looked at each other. Then, all hell broke loose. The boys started celebrating as they ran, skipped, and jumped around the hall, making their way to their dorms. Calvin let out a 'Whoop!' as they bounced around the corner, leaving Headmistress Dunder-Head standing in the hallway in shock. Just as she thought the peace had returned to the hall, a set of arms up to the elbow popped out from behind the wall holding a confetti cannon. A pop sound was heard as a cloud of confetti flew up and then fell to the floor before the arms disappeared and the hall was quiet again.
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More or Less Grown-up Affairs
General FictionPrequel to Vaguely Adult Activities. 1st grade