Here comes trouble

Would now be a good time...

Chapter 5:

We got to school about twenty minuets late. That was good for us, we didn’t usually get there until first period had finished. I thought we should make an announcement at break. I would stand up on the table in the middle of the school Café and tell everyone I wanted a gay friend and if anyone was interested they should come say hi. I didn’t know if this plan was going to work but if it did it would go down in history. We walked into maths talking about how I was going to find my gay friend.

“I still don’t think we should make flyers Shane.” I couldn’t even believe he suggested the idea. I really did think my idea was better.

“Why not? People would get the message?” Shane was a lot of things but he was definitely an idiot.

“I still think that people might think we’re joking if we do that Shane,“ began Billy ”I’ve heard gay people are really sensitive.”

“Don’t be mean to my future Gay friend.” I said as we walked into the maths class room, “You are asking lot of them…”

“Yeah but imagine the look…” Shane started to talk but was interrupted by our Maths teacher - Mr Troy.

“Excuse me Mr Jones but why exactly are you, Miss Jones and Mr Flicker late?” James wasn’t in our Maths class and I didn’t think the others would be in yet. But then I saw them sitting in their maths seats actually doing something. I was shocked but then I saw the looks on their faces. Their parents obviously weren’t impressed so told them they had to actually do things or else… That was the same thing my parents had told me when I went onto Green report.

“Well, we were at Costa Coffee and then a really old man fell over and we helped him up and then he insisted on taking us to his wife to tell him how amazing we were and then he offered to get us a new pair of Vans each but we couldn’t take money off of an old man so we told him we couldn’t possibly do that to him so we had a really big argument about this old man not getting us Vans and then …”

“OK, is that story really true Mr Jones?”

“No.”

“Go outside and leave your report on my desk.”

“Sir I can’t do that.” He was trying not to laugh but I really wasn’t sure why.

“Why… oh yes, you and your little group of friends are on H-M. Just go out side and wait until the end of this lesson then.”

We left and I looked at the rest of my friends; they were sitting there trying not to laugh as well. I really couldn’t see what was funny until I saw George standing at the white board with a pen in his hand. He was writing something but Mr Troy caught him before he could finish. It said Mr Troy sucks Di… You could tell what he was going to right. Mr Troy just pointed out of the door and George, Shane, Billy and me went outside the room. I looked in the window and saw Mr Troy trying to wipe it off of the board but he couldn’t. I looked at George and saw he had a permanent marker in his hand. I burst out laughing and realised why Shane had told Mr Troy such a ridicules and long story; he would usually just say ’because’. Then the rest of the group came out laughing and I asked them what happened. Rosie told me, “It was just too funny! Mr Troy told us to copy down everything he wrote on the board. He filled the board and rubbed it out but his pen had run out. That’s when you walked in and… well you know the rest. Then Mr Troy told us to read out everything that we had written down. These two,” she looked at Gemma and Lucy “hadn’t written anything. I on the other hand wrote everything that went onto the board, except I wrote the whole sentence George had wrote. Last word included.” Then I burst into new fits of laughter until James came out and said he got chucked out for asking if anyone in the class was gay every thirty seconds. Even when the teacher was talking. Then we told the others about our Flash Mob plan. They agreed that giving out flyers was the worst idea EVER! But we were going to go for my idea. We didn’t bother going back into the maths room and went straight to History. Our History teacher was alright so we were actually going to get a good review! I sat on a table with my friends and we just talked about last night. Billy had been caught red-handed but his parents just changed his punishment. Now he was on lockdown like me and Shane until the end of the month. James’ parents said he could go. I don’t think they meant it but James took it literally and just walked out of the front door. The others got in and out without being found out. We found out that the Head Master had planted the idea of Lock Down in all our parents’ heads. Everyone was ’locked down’ until the end of the month. We left the room at the same time as everyone else and it felt weird; it was the first time that had happened in absolutely ages. We went to the Head Masters office and saw our maths teachers waiting outside. Our history teacher had nothing to say so just emailed the Head and told him we were alright. Our maths teachers had a lot to say though. We went in and I went to sit in one of the chairs but the head master just shook his head. He started speaking, “From now on, when you come into my room, you will stand against the wall until I tell you to do something else.” I nodded and stood at the back of the room whilst my maths teacher spoke to the Head. I edged towards the open door and ran out. Everyone followed and I knew I was going to pay for it later, but I needed to find my gay friend. We couldn’t do the flash mob today but the sooner we found my Gay friend the better. I ran into the middle of the Café and jumped onto one of the tables.

“EVERYONE, PAY ATTENTION!” everyone shut up and turned to me “Ok guys this is going to sound a bit weird but if you are Gay could you come and see me please. I need to talk to you. No joke, if not I will track you down. I WANT A GAY FRIEND!” I knew that would get any Gay’s attention. I sat down and realised that we had no break time left and I needed to go to Drama. I liked Drama. That was the only lesson, other than history, that I wasn’t an idiot in. I was one of the first ones there but before the teacher had even taken the register, there was an announcement.

“CLARA JONES AND GEORGE LARSON TO THE HEAD MASTERS OFFICE NOW!” Great. I knew that George would have been called back because of what he wrote in permanent marker but I couldn’t understand why I was being called back. If it was everyone, then fair enough, but it wasn’t. I went to the heads office and George looked like he had just got out of class to go home or something. He looked happy and I didn’t understand why. Then I realised I was thinking out loud. George had heard everything I just said. CRINGE! He didn’t mind but it was so not funny! We reached the office and I went in without knocking. The head gestured to a seat and I sat down. George wasn’t looking at me because I knew he was trying not to laugh. The Head started on him first. “Why did you write that on the board?” Then we both started laughing because it was just to funny!

“Would this be a good time to say I’m sorry?”

“Yes Mr Larson, it would.”

“Good to know. I’ll bear that in mind in case I want to apologize anytime soon.”

He was pushing it and he knew it.

“Miss Jones, why did you run out of my office earlier? Why did you ask for a ’gay friend’?”

“Would now be a good time to say, because I wanted to?”

“I don’t have time for your games. You are both in I.S.S tomorrow. You can go there now if you would like.”

OUT OF ORDER!