I had the idea that he was going to take me to the principal's office.
"I am so sorry." someone said. I could hear the conversation through the thin door. "you better be. " the principal said. I could tell it was her because the voice sounded firm and powerful. Ms. Jahvid was our principal.
"Next," the principal said. I stumbled in the office. I heard Mr. Hamon close the door."So, what did you do?" I couldn't talk, all that came out was silence. "she was being disrespectful while I was trying to help. " Mr. Hamon said. He made it seem worse than it was. "I didn't ask you, did I david?" I was guessing she was talking about Mr. Hamon. "I was just tired." I said. "I see, well we will give you a day off to rest and the next day you should be well rested." I couldn't believe it. I was going to get a day off.
I walked out smiling and headed to my dorm room.

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JugendliteraturAzell is going to art school. she has four brothers and three sisters, her parents never have time for her. She's frustrated and stressed, she's willing to do anything for happiness.