"Oh, man!" I scream. It is 8:00 a.m. School started over an hour ago. I get up, and shuffle to the bathroom, taking a quick shower, and doing everything else you do in the bathroom. I run downstairs, back-pack in hand, and find Spencer crashed on the couch. I leave a note to tell him where I went, though I think he should know. I run into school, and run into 's room. "Carly Shay, your late!" he yells. I look around the room, hair wet from the shower, clothes bunched up. I fix my clothes, run a hand through my hair, and stand up straight. Still, I say nothing, but gulp hard. ", would you mind telling me WHY your late." he said with a hiss. I thought, but nothing came, so I forced myself to spit out the truth. "Well, my alarm clock didn't go off, and my older brother Spencer like basically died on my couch, which means he was so tire he crashed and didn't wake up, and on Summer days I wake up at 8:00 a.m. so I wake up at 8:00 if my alarm clock doesn't go off at 5:30 a.m. precisely! Technology SUCKS!" I yelled out of breath. I heaved in, then walked straight up to and looked him in the eye. "That's, the truth." I said with a hiss, though inside my heart was leaping all over. How does Sam do this everyday? ", sit DOWN!" I could swear my heart was in my mouth. I felt my body tingle, as his cold breath blew in my face. I walked over to my seat, and threw my backpack down. He continued to teach, and when class was over he assigned the homework and we left. Sam and Freddie both circled around me at the lockers like hawks looking for a baby chick. "Dude, that was AWESOME! You know, the end part!" Sam said, jumping up and down. Again, Freddie drooled at her jumping. Lately he has been doing that...huh... "CARLY!" Freddie says. I jump. "Yeah, guys, but I was scared! I really was! He is..fierce...ugh.." I say. Sam gives me a "Pshhhh..." look. "What about Briggs?" Sam questions. "They are the meanest teachers in the school, they would make a cute couple!" Freddie says, then scoots next to Sam. I question that in my head but decided not to say anything. "We better get to lunch." I comment. They nod and agreement, and the winsome threesome walk off to lunch.