Mike dribbled the ball nervously.
"Go, Mike! Go... Home, nerd! "
The court erupted in laughter as
Mike's aim falters and the ball
hit their P. E. teacher's bald head
Instead.
"You did that in purpose!" Mr. Garcia said, his face flushed with embarrassment as hoots resounded in the basketball court.
"I'm sorry, no,no,I didn't, Sir! "
Mike hung his head in shame as the teacher continued to scold him.
"Hit your teacher, will you? Go help out the janitor with school chores this will serve as your detention, now go! " Mr. Garcia gestured to the door. Mike rushed outside and headed towards the basement. Upon entering the vast, dark room, he switched on the lights and sank into a chair, breathing hard.
