Mr Collins sat at his desk in his dark office. The thoughts of what had just transpired were playing through his mind again and again. He even ignored his walkie talkie - he just couldn't talk to anyone , not even Vile.
" dan vile dan vile are you receiving over ? " Collins muted it , he wanted to ponder in peace. The once soothing voice is now distressing him. All of a sudden , a tall man he recognised as Vile stormed in. His face flushed , plastered in a deep Scarlett glow.
" V..Vile ... I-I " Collins stuttered.
" save it ! " Vile boomed, his god - like voice echoing throughout the school.
" DID YOU NOT HEAR WHAT I SAID ?? "
Collins stayed silent with his face dripping , and not in a good way ...
" DO THE WORDS DAN VILE DAN VILE ARE YOU RECEIVING OVER MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU ?? "
Mr Collins looked away, facing the window overlooking the playground. At least 10 students were running
around with their shirts untucked. Collins licked his lips with excitement.
"Oh I see " Vile bowed his head in shame.
" I really didn't want to do this " Vile says as he slowly unzips his coat to reveal an untucked shirt.
Collins gasps.
" you didn't ... " Collins says with a confused face.
" oh I did " Vile replies with a cheeky grin.
" well you know what that means , you naughty boy " Collins said standing up , licking his lips.
Collins put his mouth next to mr Viles ear and softly spoke " excuse me gents but I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to tuck your shirts in "
End of chapter 4
