Okay, so I'm in my last class of the day, English.
And many people were talking about non-related work stuff (erm, including moi) and my English teacher, let's just call him Mr Murder(long story), started calling people out if they went off track. In the end he said to us:
"Look, if I catch you talking off topic, I'll tell you to write your name on the board."
So we continued to work.
And not soon after.
And knowing my luck. Mr Murder called my name:
"Brianna go write your name on the board."
Shit!
"And I assure you your not going to be alone."
Well. Fuck, I have to catch the bus home...
So I went up and wrote my name on the board in the number 1 slot.
Not soon later he called up two other classmates that I'm sort of friends with, I'll call them Dumb and Dumber:
"Dumb and Dumber. Dumb go write your names on the board."
2 and 3 were now filled. And it didn't help that Dumb had earlier run his mouth off at the teacher when he had been asked if he had finished what we were working on.
By running his mouth off I mean he said this:
"Define section."
One more numbered slot.
We worked in near silence. I was worried sick, my name was on the board, he'll call my mum, my mum will tell my dad, my dad will be pissed, as punishment he'll take away my iPad, without my iPad no WattPad writing or reading, my life would come to an end.
Sound erupted in the room. As it did always after someone's name had been called.
Mr Murderer called out again, this time to one of my friends, let's call him Tyson:
"Tyson, go write your name on the board."
Shit.
Guess what even more my luck.
I was the only girl.
I was the only freaking girl that didn't technically follow the rules.
I was the only girl who had to stay behind because of talking. There were so many talking about stuff completely off topic.
Yet I was the one called out on it.
I wasn't even that loud.
My co student leader looked at me sympathetically. I smiled.
"Don't you have to catch the bus?"
Yeah, I do.
"Yeah, but I can catch another bus."
The minutes ticked away faster and faster.
Even the world wanted me in trouble. Great.
Soon the bell went. Mr Murderer asked for the four, me, Dumb, Dumber and Tyson, to stay behind.
Note: Mr Murderer isn't actually a cruel person, the name is just a joke.
He told us to sit in a circle, we did. He told us he isn't going to call our parents.
Yay! WattPad!
And he started on the inspirational crap.
Saying things like:
"We believe you can do better you just have to put your mind to it..."
I do put my mind to it.
He talked to us like we were juvenile delinquents. And I'm sitting there like:
What? Dude, I'm not a delinquent. This is my first time staying behind in a classroom without choice.
He released us out of inspirational hell after five minutes. I raced to my locker.
If I'm fast enough I'll be able to make it to the bus in time!
I shoved my things into my bag and bolted out of the lockers.
"Hey Brianna don't you have to stay behind?" Asked a class mate.
"No it was sort of an empty threat." I bolted past him and ran to the bus. I stepped I front of the door panting.
"Whoa, you scared me," Said a random school kid.
I let him get on the bus. Then I got on and thought:
Shit a brick. It's chokers full in here.
I squired pasta few students who were standing in the entry way as there really wasn't anywhere else to stand because of the buses design. I sat next to my friend, Caitlyn(roselockholmes03 ). And opposite another friend, let's call him, Kyle.
"Are you okay?" Caitlyn asked.
"Just wait a moment." I recovered my breathe.
"Yeah," I said.
"I thought you had to stay behind."
Yeah, so did I.
"Yeah but he let us off easy."
Now I'm on the bus writing this story for a new book called Am I on CRACK?
This book is just going to be a kind of a slice of life with me kind of thing but there is a lot of fangirling. Especially with Anime, The Shadowhunter Cronicals and Miraculous Ladybug.
In the future I'm going to write a chapter dedicated to Plagg.
BTW Want to see more Miraculous stuff? Go check out roselockholmes03 who has published a few chapters in her Fanfic called Adrian Agreste's Sister.
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