Trouble with Ms. Bird

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"You're late," Ms. Bird announced. I can feel my hands sweat as my face turns red. " I'm really sorry, I promise it won't happen again," I began to explain.
"I don't want to hear it now sit down, I wish to have a word with you after class." I rush to my seat trying not to make eye contact with anyone. Ms. Bird was one of the strictest teachers at Woodenlake High School. And of course with my luck she happened to be the teacher of the class I was just late for. Just great, my first day of being 16 and already I've been publicly humiliated. I decided to spend the rest of class staring at the wall pretending not to exist. The next 45 minutes went by extremely slow. In fact, when I heard the bell ring I was so overjoyed I practically ran out the classroom until Ms.Bird stopped me.
"So, just because it's your birthday I think it's ok to just be late to s core class," she began. "No ma'am, not at all. I actually think that-" She raised her hand and I closed my mouth. "If you ever play this little trick again there will be you will be punished, do you hear me!" Her tone petrified me and I quickly said yes and with that ran out the door. I didn't want anything to do with that teacher. I met up with Ben at lunch later and from their the day went pretty smooth. Thankfully the lunch ladies were serving my favorite, chicken sandwich with curly fries. At least something good happened to me. When I get out of the lunch line I walk over to Ben and explain everything that happened with Ms.Bird. That women gave me nightmares! "I'm really sorry for causing trouble," Ben said synthetically. White that the bell rang and Ben and I walked to science. Sadly Mr. Harold remembered it was my birthday. So, he made the class sing the sad and depressing school version of happy birthday. I basically dazed off the rest of the day and by the time sixth period came, I was so excited I practically fell out of my seat. In Language arts we didn't do anything. We just watched a movie. Which means we get to catch up on our sleep. When the bell rung I ran out as quickly as I could.
I had my usual bus ride home with Ben. We talked about all sorts of things. School, movies, anything really. When the bus finally skids to a stop, we hop off and we part ways. As I approach my door, I could hear the constant yelling from my parents. I couldn't tell what they were saying but as soon as I walked in, the room got silent. "Honey we need to talk."

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