Her Forgotten Past

Chapter 4

ATTENTION READERS-The names of the three boys have been changed.That's it for now.
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Three words. Art. Was. Lit. I'm pretty sure Ms Jones, our art teacher is going to quit.I'll give you a rundown of what went on.
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We walked straight into the classroom and took seats adjacent to each other. We were early so there wasn't really anyone else except for a girl who was busy sketching or something with her earplugs in use. Caleb and Grayson were arguing about whether or not tomato is a vegetable and Dylan, as usual, was trying to settle the dispute while I was rolling on the floor with laughter. You know at times there is that one teacher that's always late and then suddenly the teacher unexpectedly comes early? Especially at the wrong time? Well this is one of those times.

I don't know why or what but Caleb said drawing the tomato will help to find out whether it's a vegetable or not. I really have to have a talk with Dylan and Grayson about saving up our money for mental institution fees for Caleb instead of presents for gift exchange.
Anyways, words were exchanged and Caleb pulled out a marker from his pocket and drew a tomato on the board. Then out of nowhere Grayson said Ms Jones kinda looks like a tomato which Caleb and Dylan agreed to.How did the conversation end up there? I do not know.                                                                                                                            That's where things went downhill. Ms Jones walked in at the exact time and heard Grayson's words. "Grayson Sylvester Turner! Go to the principal's office. Now!"                                                                            Caleb started to laugh. "Did I say something funny young man?"Ms Jones asked angrily.

"No Ms Jones, It's just that you really do look like a tomato when you're angry."Caleb replied in-between laughs.

Ms Jones turned bright red. "To the principal's office!"She yelled. 

I couldn't help it anymore. I laughed. I laughed so hard my insides started hurting. I stopped and glanced at Grayson and Caleb then at Dylan and we all started laughing.
"To the principal's office! Now!"
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"This behavior is unacceptable.I will not have this in my school."Principal Deaton stated.

"Yes,Principal Deaton."We chorused.

"Ms Jones looked like she was going to explode with rage.You are all lucky she doesn't deal with the discipline around here."Principal Deaton sighed.

We all remained quiet waiting for our punishment.

"Detention today after school." He said,handing us our detention slips."Get to your next class."

We nodded our heads and walked out of the office.

Grayson was the first to break the silence."Well I guess I'll see you guys in detention."He said grinning.

We all laughed and said our replies.

"What subjects do you guys have now?" I asked.
"English","History","Biology".
They replied.

"Okay.I got Literature."I said.
"See you guys later."

They waved and headed to their classes,while I walked to the Literature room.
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I took a seat by the window and the teacher began the lesson.
As I was about to write some notes,I felt a tap on my shoulder.