Friday morning, havent even finished my coffee yet. My feet are sore from the Eagles Championship parade yesterday and we had off on wendensday because of the snow so it feels like a monday. I missed the musical rehearsals last night because of the parade and I'm hoping I didnt miss too much. I walked over to my friend Becca who is also in the musical, "Hey Becca, how was rehearsal last night, what did i miss?"
Becca had a shocked and worried look on her face, "Did anyone tell you yet?"
"Tell me what?"
"Mr. H was arrested."
"Hahaha! Youre messing with me becuase I wasnt at rehearsal, right?"
"Not at all."
"No freaking way! Why was he arrested?"
"Umm, I'm not sure how to explain it... Oh, Logan can tell you, she knows."
I turn around to see Logan walking our way down the hall with one of her friends. "Mr. H was arrested?!?!?!"
"Yeah, apparently he had been texting students about having a three-some with him and his wife, and she was part of it. I also heard he had pictures of girls from the musical changing."
"Youre messing with me right? Thats not Mr.H. Mr. H is a teddy bear."
"I wish I was kidding, but its true."
"I...I...I just dont understand."
"I dont either, but I guess we dont know him the way we thought we did."
"Wow, okay... I...I have to go. See you guys later."
"See you later."
I walked to homeroom, still confused as ever. When I got into Mr. W's room, Sarah and her twin Katie were already there. Sarah is the musical's student director, so I cautiously said to her, "Hey, Sarah. So... I wasnt at rehearsal last night so I only heard part of the story so can you tell me whats going on?"
"No, dont ask. Im not talking about it, dont even mention it."
"Okay, sorry."
Homeroom ending quicker thank usual, it was pretty quiet. Once Sarah and Katie left, I had to ask Mr. W. "Hey, so i kinda missed rehearsal yesterday and apparently i missed something big and i only heard part of the story, is there anything you can tell me?"
I didnt think it was true until Mr. W's answer, "I cant tell you anything, if i could i would, but if i did, i could get in a lot of trouble."
"You cant tell me anything?"
"Please, Allison. Just drop it."
"Okay."
I took it as a confirmation that it was real. But why? I just dont understand how it could be true.
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What did he do?
Non-FictionThis story is my perspective of finding the friendly English teacher may not be who I thought he was. This is a true story.