WWE Academy

Chapter 60

John's POV

I was so furious I couldn't see straight. Ever since Mr. Wyatt beat me at Elimination Chamber, he thought he could fail me on purpose. That test was the hardest one I had ever taken, and history was my best subject.

"Hey, Brie, can I see your test?" I asked the Bella.

"Sure," she said and handed me her test.

I compared hers to mine and that's when I realized Mr. Wyatt had given me the wrong test, probably on purpose. She had the actual test, on chapter 8, and he had given me one on a future chapter, explaining why I got such a bad grade.

"John, what did you get on your test?" AJ asked me.

"I'd rather not discuss it AJ."

Just then, Mr. Wyatt walked in the room with Randy and the title.

"Hello, students, I'm here," he said raising his arms and dropped down on the ground.

"Yeah, yeah, we don't care," Kevin waved his hand.

He shot Kevin a glance as he got up off the ground. Randy had now made himself at home behind Bray's desk, with his feet propped up on the desk and everything.

"Class, as you know, your test results were very different than I had expected."

"Maybe that's because you gave me the wrong test!" I interrupted.

He looked at me. "Excuse me?"

"You gave me the wrong test, on purpose, didn't you? You're trying to fail me! Well guess what, Mr. Wyatt, I can see right through your little mind games, becoming friends with Randy Orton doesn't make you better at them. You may have beaten me at Elimination Chamber, but I will be back for my title at WrestleMania, I can promise you that!" I yelled and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

"Mr. Cena, come with me," Shane said as I walked out in the hallway.

He led me to his office and I was a little confused. I didn't mind, because I was not going back to Mr. Wyatt's class, and that was a given fact. He had pushed my limits too far.

"Now, John, I really don't want to do this, but you're making me," Shane started.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to have to suspend you."

My mouth dropped open. "No, no, no, no, I cannot be suspended. I am the best role model at this school. And I am second in the junior class, I can't afford to miss school!"

"John, I'm sorry, but I have to, you back talked a teacher."

"I'll write a freaking apology!"

"I'm sure Mr. Wyatt would appreciate that, but it's not getting you out of suspension," Shane told me.

I sighed and just accepted it. I guess I had gone a little overboard with what I said to Mr. Wyatt, but it was all true and I meant every word I said. I didn't regret it, but I don't want to be suspended. 

At lunch, the guys wanted to know what had happened with Shane.

"I'm going to be suspended for three days," I told them.

"It'll be the worse three days of your life," Dean said.

"Thanks for the words of encouragement, Dean."

"Why are you getting suspended? I mean, he did give you the wrong test," Brie asked.

"Because I back talked him."