Yesterday, to distract Ms. Shy from administering a test, the boys devised a plan to ask endless questions until the teacher got fed up. While this was happening, a phone rang from somewhere outside the class. Since we weren't allowed to bring phones that day, someone blamed me, and before long, I became the target of the accusations. Dean even claimed that I had somehow snuck a phone in.Wow.
Soon, everyone turned against me, and the PE teacher and other staff had to check my bag while Viola, who was sitting nearby, laughed at me—she was a frequent victim of Dean’s antics ane it was finnally my turn.
After the chaos, Dean sat next to me and leaned in to whisper, "But I saw you bring a phone." I was already upset and retorted, "Check for yourself!" He responded, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you. But you know how terrible her class is; we had to distract everyone during the test. Ms. Shy just can't teach." I sighed, acknowledging the truth in his words. "Why did you have to make me the victim? When have you ever seen me bring a phone to class, Dean?"
He stammered, "I must have dreamed it because I thought I saw you with a Reallly.i see you in my dreams."
I snapped back, "You need to realize the difference between dreams and reality, you jerk."
"Okay, You can call me that rn cuz I messed up but just this once," he replied apologetically and yet cocky. "Now go study." I glared at him one last time before turning to Viola .
"Viola, I swear, if I didn’t dislike him last semester, I definitely do now."Viola chuckled "Today was so dramatic, I could almost cry laughing."
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A Love that was never
Teen Fiction"They said we were enemies. But in truth, I was in love with you. And I think secretly, you were in love with me too." "You need two hands for that?" "It's too big" He smirks at me. "Not againn. I need two hands to fill water in my bottle from the f...
