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PROBLEM XXI : Aceing A Pop Quiz

PROBLEM XXI|Aceing A Pop Quiz

I swear, I never meant to create such a mess. I never meant to get Leon detention. But that's a farfetched lie.

I did mean to create trouble.

I did mean to get Leon a detention, but definitely not one that lasted for a whole month. It's like Miley Cyrus' Wreaking Ball in my life. The way the song went, I never meant to start a war...

Dang, Now because of me, Leon has a one month detention and Five days worth suspension. And I am down to six bets left. God forbid, I think, by the time I am done with all eight, I'll be skinned alive.

The day started the same as every other day, only, I knew today would not end well. And did not end well, it did.

"What do you think about Rain dance?" Leon asked me, as he sat beside me in Spanish, while I brain stormed my head to find ways to get Leon a week of detention. I looked at him confused, "What?"

He rolled his eyes, "A Rain Dance," He emphasized. "Those are cool. Why though?" I asked, as he sent me a cheeky smile. I lifted an eyebrow, as he failed miserably to hide his excitement. Looking at him in caution I asked, "Okay. What have you done?"

He smiled a detrimental smile, "The question is, what I am going to do," He said, excitement evident in his eyes. Lifting an eyebrow, I asked, "And what is that?"

"You're crazy if you think I am going to tell you," He said. But the way he was shaking with excitation, it didn't seem like he would be able to stomach it at all. And I was accurate.

"Okay. I'll tell you," He said, squealing like a girl. "I am going to set up a Rain dance at school on Friday!" I chocked on my breath, "Y-You're going to do what?!"

Leon rolled his eyes, "Set up a Rain Dance at school on Friday."

"Are you Insane—"

"Have you something to share with us, Miss Lian?" The Spanish teacher roared, I kept mum, "That's what I thought," And then she was back to the class.

"You are going to get expelled!" I whisper shout to Leon as he smirks. He shook his head, the smirk still not wavering, "I'm not as stupid as you think Clover. I am going to ask permission."

And that may be when a plan brewed in my head to get Leon a week of detention.

•••

"So," Grace said, falling into step beside me, her books clutched to her chest. Her eyes suddenly drooped down to ones that looked pleading, "Please tell me you have a ride home today?"

I cocked an eyebrow, "What makes you think I do?"

She sighed, defeated, "I could hope, right?" I rolled my eyes, "Sure, when you know I catch a ride with you, and I don't own a car. You should hold your hopes high."