CHAPTER TWELEVE
TROUBLE
‘IN NOW!’ he growled opening his office door. Mr Stalin’s office was scary. It was dark and his desk took up most of it. It was heavy really dark wood that was almost black. His nameplate was right in front of the desk. You couldn’t miss it. MR F STALIN was now seated with his arms crossed behind his desk in a chair that was much too small for his massive body. His desk was extremely neat and orderly. There were three piles of paper stacked neatly and an in and out tray, both were full. His computer wallpaper was of a Rottweiler and the same dog was in a framed picture next to a pencil pot.
‘Cute dog,’ I remarked unable to resist a joke even though I knew I would get in a lot of trouble. To my surprise Mr Stalin softened
‘That is my dog Thatcher, isn’t he adorable,’ he smiled fondly at the dog then suddenly snapped out of it. ‘You think you can get out of trouble by bringing my beautiful, completely innocent dog into this. Well you young lady are wrong. You are in so much trouble you will be sleeping in it for the next month! Is there something funny young lady over there,’ Mr Stalin asked Jack who was smirking behind her hand.
‘No Mr Stalin,’
‘Well I do not believe you. Miss Turner is it? Do you know what is bloody wrong with children these days?’
‘No Mr Stalin,’
‘The bloody thing that is wrong with bloody children these days is they seem to think its funny when their peers get into trouble. Do you think that it is funny that I was angry at Miss Samuels?’
‘No Mr Stalin,’
‘Miss Samuels do you think it is funny that just now I was angry at Miss Turner,’
‘No Mr Stalin,’ I said unable to hide my smile
‘It certainly bloody don’t look like it. You’re certainly not a bloody smart one are you?’
‘Excuse me Mr Stalin? I asked
‘Frankly you’re an idiot. You can’t resist joking around or being bloody stupid can you? Well do you know what Miss Samuels in Russia joking around and being stupid could get you bloody killed. Soldiers being silly got killed so you better bloody smarten up hadn’t you?’
‘We aren’t in Russia sir,’
‘You don’t bloody know when to stop do you?’
‘No Mr Stalin?’ I answered so he would stop yelling at me and just get down to business which was going to be more yelling.
‘Good because if you were in Russia right now you would be doing 100 bloody punishment laps for your cheek,’
‘Yes Mr Stalin,’
‘Now that we’ve cleared that what on the bloody earth do you think you were doing on top of this girl in an aggressive manner. That is definitely not what a young lady like you should be bloody acting like. Bloody hell you’re that girl who ran away aint you. You caused a lot of bloody trouble for us. You are is so much bloody trouble I can guarantee suspension and a lot of bloody detention for you,’
‘Yes sir, I am, sorry for the inconvenience but as to the reason for why I was on top of Jack in an aggressive manner is a personal matter,’
He leaned over the desk so his face was two inches away from mine and he began to shout ‘You think I haven’t dealt with a few measly girly fights in my time. I have been a school teacher for 14 years and before that I was in the Russian army so I don’t think you problem is so complicated that I cannot sort it out!’
