Me And You

The Drama Incident

The Drama incident was something of a legendary event in our class. We had a horrible teacher, Mrs. Tracy. She was, in all sense, the worst teacher. If you begin to list her despicable deeds, I swear, there would be a long list.

One day, precisely a week after I joined, she made our class spend lunch break doing painful yoga postures. My back hurt like hell. To make it worse, she said that it was a welcome gesture for me by the whole class. By then, half of the class hated me. It was like a competition for us to impress her. Our theatre halls were not suitable, either. During the plays, either the lights would stop working or props would go missing. At times, Mrs. Tracy would give us awful stories. She didn't care. All she wanted were grades. She was the type of teacher who gave more importance to grades. If she had any domestic problem, she would vent out the anger on us. One day matters sprung out of control. Emma messed up her acting here and there. If she had done more, Mrs. Tracy would've ended her. Mrs. Tracy spoke rudely to her. I could tell by the looks on her face that she was about to cry. Her eyes watered. Her reactions were forced. She tried her best to keep it in. She was about to cry at any moment now. I couldn't bear to see her like that. I immediately made a reason to divert Mrs. Tracy's attention towards me. And it worked. Emma excused herself to the washroom, and I stood there, taking in all of Mrs. Tracy's worthless yap.

*Brrrrrring*

The bell rang. There was a sense of relief. We went back to class. Emma came to class after a while. She sat down. In between the class, she called me.

"Hey,"

"Hey,"

"Thanks,"

"For what?"

"For the drama,"

"What drama?"

"The one where you messed up deliberately."

"Hehe. Sure. Anything for a friend,"

That was the first time I felt a spark when she spoke to me. 2 weeks after that, Mrs. Tracy was suspended. The whole class came together to achieve it. It all began the day after Emma almost cried. We decided to send a letter to The Dean. I wrote the letter, the class signed it, and we sent it the next day, but there was no effect. The next day, Mrs. Tracy stormed in, her face bursting with anger. In her hand was a piece of paper.

"Who wrote this?"

We all remained silent.

"I won't repeat this. Who wrote it? If you don't come forward, I'll punish the entire class."

All of us remained still until I surrendered.

"I did it, ma'am," I said boldly. At this time, Emma excused herself to the nurse room. The next 5 minutes were hell.

"Oh. It's you again." She said. She went to the desk and took a long ruler from the drawer. I couldn't help but laugh. I don't know why. My classmates signaled me to stop, but I couldn't.

"You think this is funny?"

"Sorry, ma'am. I'll stop laughing," I said. But I couldn't.

She hit me with all her force, right below the knee. It hurt. But I didn't show it. Before she could beat me once more, The Dean entered. He witnessed her hitting me. And standing with him was Emma.

"What is this, Mrs. Tracy? Is this how you treat the students?"

"Sir, you don't ---"

"Stop it. This is the 3rd time this week I'm getting a complaint about you. If it weren't for Mrs. Emma here, I would've ignored it.

You are officially dismissed. We cannot tolerate this kind of behavior. Come to my office to collect the dismissal papers,"

"Yes, sir," Mrs. Tracy spoke with a low tone.

She left the class. Emma came over to me.

"Well planned, Adrian," She said.

"Thank you," I said.

The class wanted to know what happened. She narrated:

"When Mrs. Tracy came in with the letter in her hand, looking all angry, Adrian threw a small piece of paper at me. It read "Convince the Dean to come to our class,"

I excused myself to the nurse room when, in fact, I was headed towards the Dean's office. I told him about Mrs. Tracy and what she is doing. He seemed convinced. So then I followed him to our class where he caught her hitting Adrian,"

"Yo, Adrian. Are you okay?" Jake asked.

"Yeah, man. Don't worry. Besides now we don't have Mrs. Tracy,"

The whole class cheered.

"Great planning there, Adrian. Very swift," Emma said.

"Thank you. Wouldn't have worked if you weren't there."