Patricia's PoV
Alfie knocked on the door. "Just get in here!"
We glanced at each other, and went in. Sweety was standing, and he was literally red in the face with anger.
"All of you sit down. Now."
We sat, and I have to admit, I am a bit scared. He leaned over the desk. "Which one of you video-taped the office, set traps, and posted the video to the school website, sending it out to everyone?!"
Al of our eyes widened. I spoke up, as the others weren't going to.
"It wasn't us, Mr. Sweet."
"Fine, don't tell me which of you did it. But, until I find out who did do it, I will go with my first guess."
Jerome's eyebrow's raised. "And that would be…"
"Patricia Williamson, you are expelled."
Expelled? Why? Jerome and Alfie shot up, screaming their lungs out.
"You can't expel her!"
"She hasn't done anything wrong!"
"You don't have a reason!"
"It's illegal! Mutiny!"
I don't move a muscle. I'm just sitting here. I don't quite know why I wasn't defending myself. I remember this prank from somewhere, but the question is from where I know it from.
"SILENCE!"
Alfie sat down, but Jerome stood standing, his fists clenched together.
"She didn't do it."
"Then who did?"
"I don't know."
"And until I am proven otherwise, Patricia did it."
"Mr. Sweet, I really didn't do it. I came to all of my classes yesterday, and then I went to the house and stayed there. Ask Trudy."
"Well, you could have used your lunch period or something of the sort. Now get out, all of you!"
I ran out of the room and kept running through the halls.
I didn't do it, but I know pretty well who did.
