Chapter 7

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Once the bell rang everyone was in their seat waiting for our teacher to start class. I wanted to cry I didn't know what to do. He can't know that I'm in 8th grade.
"I have an idea," I whispered to Jaithon while Daniel was in the hall.
"And what's that?" He asked.
"Well first I look totally different now then I did at the bar. But if he does notice me I can just act dumb." They thought it was a good idea so I stopped hiding. Daniel finally came into the classroom and wrote his name on the board.
"Hello class. I'm your 8th grade social studies teacher, Mr.Fritz. We will start this year out getting to know each other. While you guys probably know each other pretty well I don't know you." He said and went to his desk to grab a stack of paper. He started handing out a piece of paper to every student. He got to my table and handed me a piece and gave me a confused look.
"He has to know" I thought to myself. I wanted to cry now, more than ever. But I didn't, I didn't want to be obvious. "What am I to do if he finds out it's me?" I thought once again. "Stay calm" I thought and started listening to Mr.Fritz.
"Okay if you look at this paper you'll notice that there's a list of questions. Answer them all. They're about you." He went to his desk and we started to write. About a minute later he got up and came to me. "Can I talk to you at my desk for a minute." I shook my head and we both walked that way.
"Yes?" I asked knowing what was coming.
"I know you from somewhere." He said and I just stood there trying to look as confused as I can. He sat there looking at me for a good minute. He gasped. "The bar." He said with his eyes wide open.
"What? I'm 15. How could I go to a bar?" I asked but we were both trying to be as quite as possible.
"I need to talk to you after class." He said and crossed his arms. "Get back to work." He said and I walked back to my desk.
"What happened?" Jaithon asked.
"I'll tell you later." For the rest of class I sat in silence waiting for the bell to ring because I knew I was going to be scolded.

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