Accusations

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The bell rings as a reminder to the students to attend their 5th period.

I, on the other hand, am second guessing whether I should attend Mr. Bertuccini's class for Mr. Grumpy or not.

I made my mind up.

I was about to run away from school. When all of a sudden, someone yanked my arm and ran off to class with my arm still intact with their palms.

"Nope," they said while still dragging me into complete insanity.

I turned to see who it was, and of course it was the one and only, Julia Montes.

"BES!!! LET GO!!" I yelled.

It was too late. We were already inside the classroom and the bell had rang.

Crap. Well, I'm screwed.

Julia turned to me and smirked. She still had my arm and walked me to my seat and forced me to sit by placing her palms on my shoulder and pushing down directly to my seat.

I had no other choice than to pout and cross my arms.

Daniel already sat on his seat which
Mr. Bertuccini had started his lesson and I was relieved.

I think this old fart forgot about the tour! Yes! I thought to myself. I was so happy.

"Well class, next week we have a lab. You and your lab partner will present a power point on a copy.." Blah blah blah. That's all I heard from Mr. Bertuccini.

I put my head phones in.

Yes my love, oh we are magicians
You and I, and soon you'll see
The cloud shapes in our eyes
Are blind, but fly forever just the same

I closed my eyes and felt the music, when someone stepped on my foot. I felt pain almost immediately and turned to the person who was behind it all.

I looked at him with a war countenance and he looked at me with the same expression he always has; boredom.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" I yelled.

"MR AND MS. FORD AND BERNARDO, COME TO THE FRONT NOW!" yelled Mr. Bettucinni.

Sheesh this old hag can be a little frightening..

I stood from my seat with my head down. The death screaming silence from the once over bearing coliseum we call a classroom was in shock that Mr. Bertuccini had the guts to do that.

I looked over at Daniel who was still sitting. He sighed, looked at me with rolled eyes and finally stood up. He placed his hands in his back pockets and proceeded to the front of the class where his face expression stayed bored as ever.

I walked the hall of shame to the front. I've never seen Mr. Bettucinni that angry so I had no clue what I had it in for.

It seemed as if steam was coming from either of his ears. Like a bull haha. 

Not the time, Kath. Not the time. I thought as I approached closer to the front.

"Any day now, President. This isn't a wedding where the groom waits for your highness to arrive at the front of the altar." He said tapping his foot with crosses arms.

The situation is a funny one because it really does look like I'm walking down the aisle. My groom looked as if it was Daniel and the priest being Mr. Bettucinni. Haha that's funny.

Ew, did you just picture a wedding scene with Daniel. I got the chills from my thoughts. I sped walked in front. I lifted my head just a little to see Julia's face grinning and smiling.

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