For The Love Of Money!

Karmin Sanchez!" Mr. Poluto yelled across the hallway. My first instinct was to run because whatever he's yelling at me for, I probably did it. Leaving my locker wide open, I began to run the opposite way of where Mr. Poluto's fat ass was standing.

For such a fat man, he sure knows how to run fast.

As you probably already know, I'm Karmin Sanchez and no I'm not a troublemaker; I'm just misunderstood and Mr. Poluto has always had it out for me and he can never take a practical joke.

Suddenly, I felt myself falling down and my body hit hard on the wooden floor. First rule of running away from a creature is to never fall down. Looking down, I seen one of my shoelace was untied and I cursed myself for being too lazy earlier to tie it.

I looked up and Mr. Poluto was standing over my body giving me his famous death glare. Geez, what crawled up his butt this morning?