MBFZ - STML

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David's POV

I think our math tearcher is an alien. I mean she keeps spouting words that nobody actually understand.

Not like, I understand anything from other subjects.

Add to the fact that her voice sounds like a lullaby, it was not a suprise that almost everyone wants to have a good time sleeping in her class. Me included.

I swam as fast as I could. Breathing heavily as I keep calling my son's name.

"NOOOOOO. NEMMMMMOOOOO!"

"Mr. Calapre! Mr. Calapre! MR. DAVID RICARDO CALAPRE!"

I jump up from my seat and look around me with red eyes and still disoriented brain.

Ms. Bull : "Are you sleeping in my class?!"

Me: Yes Ms. Bull. No. Yes. I mean no. NO. Ms. Math teacher.

Ms. Bull: Did you just called me a bull?!!!

 Bull: Did you just called me a bull?!!!

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Ms. Bull: If you say so. Now, answer the equation on the board.

My not so functionjng brain literally stopped functioning at all. It finally met it's end.

I was about to look at Dianne for help but I remebered that she's sick cause of the rain yesterday so I stopped myself.

I smiled cheerfully.

Me: Hi. I'm David. I have a short term memory loss. Can I help you?

My math teacher smiled at me sweetly.

Ms. Bull: I'll be sure to also have a short term memory loss when I encode your grade Mr. Calapre.

Well. Shit.

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