Black-N-White(The secret of the Mist)

I am in Mutt hot soup!!!!

        So now I am in class,patiently waiting for Mr.Fry to finish explaining to the Principal with his chair stuck to his back and I could see Principal Roy trying not to laugh but as for me,I was just hollering with laughter in my mind because laughing out loud had people facing two days garden duty and I am so not ready for that because I have plans,big plans.He was trying to get Principal Roy to punish the whole class because no one wanted to bring out the culprit because they were to busy laughing when he was about to hand out the test papers and realised he was glued to his seat as he always told us when we were about to write one of his pop quizzes,which I loved.What? Because no one likes it,I also shouldn't? So I am reading my math book and I am doodling aimlessly in the book and I have  started staring into space since I can't concentrate with all the noise of laughter and snapping sounds of phone cameras and people posting pictures of Mr.Fry's incident on social media.I bet it will have gotten all over the country by the next morning.Then I see Brian hovering outside the class and he comes to the class heading towards me with a serious look on his face and finally he reaches me and when I am about to ask him why he is so serious then he raises his hand to silence me then leans forward and whispers,"You drive me crazy ".And he is about to kiss me and I am hyperventilating like a pig .......

         " Brianna!!Brianna!!!",I hear someone shouting my name.I open my eyes and realize that I had been sleeping in Geography class..WHAT!! This obviously spoils my record of being the only student who has never slept in that class before ....and of all the people to be dreaming about??And I start 'tomatoing' and finally look at Mr.Nushmutt,my teacher who looks very angry and even his bushy moustache is twitching.And that is not something one needs to be thinking about when one is being  stared down to death by his or her teacher. Then he booms in that explosive voice of his,"Girl,what were you doing? Sleeping in my class?".I just mumble sorry about a dozen times. I blame Grizzle for this. If she hadn't woken me up at around 1 am to take mom's caramel ,which she(mom) had put on top of the shelf for pesky thieves(as she calls us) not to take it, for her to make caramel popcorn which I can't resist. And was it delicious,yumyum??! The thought alone makes me want some right now. And man,I ,I mean,I and Grizzle are so in trouble with mom because we managed to finish the whole container and unless Grizzle manages to replace it,she is not buying popcorn nor caramel again. Which is bad news,like worse than world war three for us(OK,I am exaggerating a little). I realize Mr.Mutt(I call him that,weird right? What? His name is too long) is  looking at me like he is expecting an answer from me and I realize I have not been listening. I hear the muffled laughs and I say sorry again. When he seems convinced,he is about to make his signature move after settling things with a poor student of using his yardstick to hit my table when I see it. Oh,man,I see an Unseen with a sword about to stab my teacher and I react. Can't they just aim for me,I am the prize not him? So I make the most 'expected' save of the century which should be in the Guiness  book of records. I take Mr.Mutt's yardstick and try to hurl it at the Unseen. But 'fortunately',by Jove's sake and my bad luck,it rather hits Mr.Mutt square in the face because he had moved back when I had thrown it. And now he is sprawled on the ground. OH MY CLARK GABLE!!! I am in overheated,magmatic,evaporating waters!!! Now,Mr.Mutt looks murderous. Even his moustache which twitches when he is angry is now shaking like in a few minutes,it would fly off his mouth. And it will be hilarious. Of all the things to be thinking about,oh why do I have such a wide imagination because I start giggling and man,if looks could kill, I would be 36 feets under. And it is enough for the involuntary giggles to stop and the sense of dread finally sets me.  The whole class is roaring with laughter now and of course,people taking pictures with their phones and me,looking so frightened. But the good news is the Unseen left after the 'accident'. Oh gosh, I can't believe that me,the freaky nerd,has caused such a pandemonium. This kind of 'great pandemonium' has never occurred since the Michael Cahill incident. He had glued Madam Kay's books,telephone and everything on her desk and it was totally hilarious but we weren't laughing the next minute because the whole class was offered(sarcasm here) scrubbing the cafeteria for a whole month but that was like a year ago and I can still smell the washing powder and the bleaching powder on my hands,sweatpants and t-shirt,my favourite,the spongebob square pants one. Then Mr.Mutt springs up and pulls my ear towards the principal's office with me,screaming silently and gritting my teeth not to scream and the class screaming with laughter, some even crying with too much laughter. Tears start to stream down my face due to humiliation and finally,we reach the Principal's office.

        
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    It has been five hours,or maybe, twenty minutes according to Principal Roy's beautifully,carved like a rose,analogue clock,since I was dragged here. I am being chewed by the principal and I am not really paying attention because I am just tracing patterns on the woolen Persian rug on the ground. I think I see a cat or is it a jaguar? OK,this has really wrecked my record of being the 'cleanest' student ever;one never to ever be invited to the principal's office for trouble's sake,if I am not expelled for physically assaulting a teacher. I really want a clean record. You know did I ever tell you I want to run for students' election? What? You think I am not up to it? I just want to run for treasurer,to keep all the resources!! I mean I am the best student in Math and as treasurer you must be able to be good in figures but there is only one problem.... Giselle. She is second best in math, has the personality,will have student's approval and she is what do you call it,..socially accepted? Wait, oh yeah. I remember I heard her tell her best friend Sally that she would be going for president so Wheew,coast clear. I know no one will be running for treasurer.....yet. Wait,did I hear Mr.Roy,the principal say that he will call my mom? Uh oh!! He calls her and mom doesn't sound too happy but luckily,he doesn't invite her to the school but wait till I get home..Then he asks me to apologize to Mr.Mutt who has calmed down now. I apologize with crocodile tears in my eyes and at least it manages to convince him and he accepts my apology. Principal Roy warns me never to repeat such actions. He says he has left me off the hook easily because I have a clean record. He offers me candy like a good kid and I take it. I bounce out of the office to face the world.
    
      I manage to get out of the office and look out of the office. I realize that school is closed. Wow,I missed the last lesson. I look left and right and realise that today too I avoided getting 'baked' by attitude. Today is my lucky day!! Not. I start walking home since the bus had already left and by the way my house is not too far from school. I feel someone behind me and when I turn I see him. "What are you doing here?", I ask him." Hahaaha,he he,huhuhu," he laughs. And he is doubled over with laughter. The jerk. "You...hit..your teacher?", he says still laughing with an amused look on his face. I find myself laughing too and we laugh till we get to the last turn to get to my house. I hit Brian on the shoulder playfully but he just rolls his eyes because as you know..he is misty. Since Brian can't come into my house because of the charm Grizzle put on the house which prevents Unseens from coming in,I say an awkward goodbye and I tell him to extend my regards to Dale and Fide Shaker who I hadn't seen in ages. Did I tell you Grizzle doesn't like Brian? Ever since I introduced him to her in the garden, she never liked him. She looked troubled when I told her he was my friend and even rejected his offer of a handshake.But Brian being the gentleman he was just ignored it. She never told me why she doesn't like him nor trust him too but I will find out.One thing is for sure,Brian would never hurt me,right? I push all these thoughts out and focus on Brian.He ruffles my hair but it feels like a breeze in my hair and I like it then he leaves. I take a deep breath and open the door to my doom...sorry,living room to face mom.