Wait, she does drugs?

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Sal's p.o.v.

 -er.... r....isher.... sir.... Fisher, sir!

-Huh? What?

-Are you okay? You seemed like you saw a ghost.

-Oh, no. Well... You could say that.

-Haha. That's ridiculous. 

-Yeah... ridiculous...

-Well, you and Travis must go to the principle's office

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-Well, you and Travis must go to the principle's office.

-YOU RUIN EVERYTHING!!! YOU MUST BE ALONG WITH HIS PLAN, FRAN BOW!

-If I was, I would send only you to principle's office.

-ARGHHHHHHH!! YOU B*TCH!!!!

-Language, Travis.

At this point, a teacher came up and took him to the principles office. I was escorted by Fran Bow. She was silent the whole time. 

What I saw, was it real? Did she drugged me in some sort? Is she a psychopath, like Mrs.Packerton? Do we need to investigate her next? Am I the next M.Packerton?  Chills went down my spine. 

-Uh. Fran Bow?

-Yes?

-I was wondering... do you do drugs?

What the hell am I saying? Of course she doesn't! She's the goddamn president! 

-Well, technically, yes.

 What? Wait.... wait..... WAIT..... WHAT?

-I live in a Mental Hospital. 

My jaw, dropped, all the way DOWN.

-I'm sorry that I asked you. It was probably personal... Did I make you feel obligated to answer?

-No. I just suddenly felt it was necessary.

-Huh, strange.

-Don't let curiosity take over you like it did with me.

-What?

And she walked away. Not only she's creepy now, does drugs, live in a mental hospital, but warns me about curiosity? Either she's sick or actually trying to help me. I don't know anymore!

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