Messed up! The Great Beginning

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Finally, it's break time. I don't have to look at him anymore. He doesn't even pay attention to us. Which is good because he's not part of us anymore. I'm glad he knows that. He hangs out with Roy and his girlfriend now. However, we all agreed not to tell anyone else about his betrayal. That just wouldn't be humane.

Right now, we're talking to one another as if nothing happened. Most of us are taking the loss of our good friend a lot better, but me and Jack, who was closest to him, is going through it a bit more. I keep thinking about how we're gonna tell Miss Yami about this. This may sound a little too friendly from my side in this situation, but I hope Miss Yami only views him differently and doesn't treat him differently. He still should get the same education as everyone else and not be treated like some scumbag.

As our break ended, we went on to biology class. The most hated subject in our entire class.

Why, you may ask?

We have the worst teacher there is. She's a middle-aged woman who is absolutely terrible at explaining things, doesn't help us if we don't understand something and then yells at us for not doing the work and homework and wonders why. And that's exactly what happened in this lesson again.

Every student who's had biology with her asks themselves:

"How did she even become a teacher?"

We tried to get a substitute or a different teacher by complaining to Miss Yami and the principal, but it seems that only Miss Yami knows what we're talking about and is trying to help us. Miss Yami never even thought biology and she's nailing it better than her.

Her name is Miss Birdwhistle. That alone tells you enough. She has a daughter, too. She's in the same class as Roy and is absolutely hated because of her mom. Poor girl, honestly.

Besides Sasha, I kept glancing at Laura. The uncomfortable feeling hasn't left her, but it is a bit less than before. I wonder what's wrong.

Even in this class, that's like a crossword puzzle without any hints and letters to start with, I didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he asked others for help and if they asked why he wouldn't just ask me, he said that either I didn't know or he didn't want to ask me right now. He looks very nervous, though. I think he thinks we'll tell everyone else about this. It's kind of funny.

Finally, the lesson ended what felt like 20 years and then the next one. Once again, break hits. For some reason, I was called to meet Miss Yami in her classroom through the speakers. The others were just as curious as I why, so they followed me but stayed outside.

When I entered the room, I was greeted with Miss Yamis naturally resting bitch-face, sitting at her desk. It's calm and collected but strict like an Asian mom. When she looks at you this way, you know that shit is about to go down. You feel your soul leave your body.

"Come take a seat, Patricia." She even used my full name!

I took a chair and sat down in front of her desk.

"What's going on between you and Sasha?" She asked.

"Oh, that, well.. um.." I stuttered.

"he turned out to be a traitor.." I whispered.

"HE WHAT?!" She yelled and stood up at the same time, slamming her hands on her desk.

"He confessed to me and the others 2 days ago! Since then, we're not talking to each other! " I quickly said, fearing what comes next.

She sighed and sat back down.

"Did he say anything else? He was here two days ago, after all when we talked." She asked.

"No, but he later texted that he wouldn't say a word and we blocked him." I said.

"Thank God." She said in relief.