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Trunks POV
I watched as she walked out the door, furious. I've unknown to her,, but I've known about her little crush on me for a while. There was a time when I was collecting the notes to grade and she handed it and when it was her turn to be graded all I saw was praises of my looks.
How I was so sexy, my butt was...um...big and many other things that shouldn't even cross a sixteen year old girl's mind. I was flatter and pondered whether I should give her the credit or a zero.
Credit because she thought I was cute, and that was a major ego blast. Zero because she wasn't listening to me, but staring at my bum. High school never changes. She just snatched the paper away from me, like she was my wife; angry at me for no reason.
I actually felt like apologizing. I seriously needed to call her parents. She was thinking about boys, and always getting into fights with other female students. He had checked his computer and she had a 45% as her overall grade currently. Which was surprising, since he checked her previous grades for last year. A's and B's. Not once a C or below. She was either too in love with him or she just didn't care.
I turn to my class and continue teaching science.
"I'm sure, you all know that energy cannot be created or destroy. Just transfer or reflected. For example light. When the suns rays reach earth, it takes eight minutes to travel. Now after the light reaches here, where does it go?"
A student raised her hand, I nodded and she said an answer that just wanted me to scream.
"It disappears into thin air?"
Argh...
"Heh heh, no, I just said energy cannot be destroyed or created anyone else knows?"
No one raised his or her hands, all probably thought the same answer as that girl. Fine...I'll say it.
"All right class, it gets reflected. Pretty soon the light we see outside will reach Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and so forth."
"Then where does it go after that?" the same girl who asked before.
"It just keeps traveling, where to we still don't know."
Dumb little idiots, didn't they teach you this in eighth grade? That's what I'm here for, to teach them, to teach them.
I look at my class no one is paying attention. Except the same girl. Oh well, Pop Quiz. Now should I give it to all or just let the girl who is paying attention do her own little thing. Choice two, less work.... at least a little.
"All right everyone. Clear your desk except for a pencil and paper. We're going to have a pop quiz 'cept this one."
I pointed to the one actually paying attention. She let out a sigh in relief. I want to sigh; I want to sigh out of exhaustion. Man, teaching does *not* pay enough.
After school was over, I stood by the side of the exit door, waiting for Pequil. I had to apologize to her for skipping out on our date. I could imagine the look she gave Pan, once she found out I canceled out date for her. I wouldn't be surprise if she didn't even want to talk to me.
Finally I saw her Figure turning around, I skip to the step, calling after her.
"Pe---Ms.Totu!"
She turns around, her breast jiggling just a little. I smiled in content. I desperately regreted canceling a night of...pleasure just to report on some little girl because she couldn't do her work.
"Pequil, I'm sorry. Really!" I whispered low enough so only she could here me
She was smiling very sweetly. How I just want to kiss her....
"It's okay, baby. Oh, and about the student. Pan Son has a 64.3% in my class."
I sucked the air in sharply; I hate to think what her parents would do to her. I actually felt pity for a student. One of the codes of honor of the teacher. Don't get emotionally attach to your students. He just did that without knowing.
"Damn, that's sad. Do you happen to know her other grades."
"Matter of fact I do."
She did? I just asked that question for the sake of asking. I don't expect her to actually know.
"Mind tellin' me how it is?"
"Elective and she has a 92%, her other elective which is 89 and S.S which she has an 90% Then she has you 45% then me 64% Then she has L.A which she has a 56%."
"It all goes downhill after my class."
"Yes it does. Now, I have to go attend something, call me, okay?"
I nodded and turned around heading toward my room. After my class, her grades just go down all the way. Maybe after she sees me, she just keeps thinkin' about me and that's it. If we rearrange her schedule, so my class is her last class then...
I sucked my teeth, teenagers and their obsession. They were worse this time then when I was in high school. I was going to have to call her parents, get her a schedule change so my class is last; or just kick my class off her schedule all together. How she would react and if her grades would be better, they would have to see.
"Man, why do I have to be so sexy?"
I reached my room and took my cell phone out. It was better if I called her parents before she came. home Yet, would her parents be there? Wait, don't I have those index card that have parents contact numbers.
Yeah, I thought so. I quickly ran to my room. Once I reached my room I took out the cards and called the mother's cell phone. The cell phone had been off since it didn't even ring once. So I called the father, he picked up.
"Hello?" A voice came form the other line.
"Mr.Son? This is Mr.Breifs from Peral Ki High school. I am Pan's science teacher."
"Yes?"
"Well, I would like to report that your daughter isn't doing good in my class"
"...what? How?"
"Well, she has a ...let's see her grade, yes a forty-five---"
"What!"
"Uh...yes, and in her other class, Math a sixty-five percent, and Language Arts a..uh...fifty-six"
"What! I can't believe it! What about her other classes?"
"Well it gets complicated there. Her first three classes she has A's and B's, but I'm then me and after her grades are.... not so good. I believe that is we rearrange her schedule her classes could be better."
"How?"
"Well, let's see. She gets all of her classes before mines. I will be her last class and then we will work to get her grades up in my class. I am very worried about her."
"I'll talk to her."
"Thank you, I believe once we have her grades up she'll do better."
"Yeah, whatever." He hanged up on me. Not even a good-bye or thank you. He must have been in a state of shock. Her grades were high and for her to have less than a C average. I hate to be her right this second.
I started grading papers again. It was a lot of work since I had to mark the wrongs on each student paper. How I just wanted to just put twenty percents on all of the students. I know they all got F's. Those who were paying attention give them a ninety. Then I wouldn't go over it so they wouldn't know I didn't actually grade them. How I wanted...
The next day, third hour. Everyone loaded into my room. I erased the notes from the classes before. The bell ringed and of course Pan was late once again. I looked at her and she looked at me coldly. This cold furious look, I actually felt scared that she had a weapon under there ready to pounce on me.
I taught the lesson and gave them their assignments. I just sat there looking at them; of course I got looks from girls. I just shook my head and looked at Pan, she looked fast at work. Usually she would look like she was at La La Land. Stealing looks at other girls, playing around. It looks like her father must have gone to her.
After class was over I called her over. She came to me hesitantly, handed me the paper and just looked at me. I lifted an eyebrow. I took the sheet and scanned over her paper, almost all of it looked correct.
"I see that you're improving. So it was good that I called your father."
"Yeah right, my dad completely bitched on me."
I looked her surprise, she just stared on; looking afraid.
"You do realize you can get a referral for speaking like that, correct?"
"Yeah bu--"
"Correct?"
"Yeah.."
"Now, I compliment you. I hope you are going to improve on your other classes."
"Yah, whatever."
"Pan...I care for you."
Her eyes just lit up like Christmas lights. She breathed in delight and put her hands on her face.
"I want you to succeed in life. To do that I need you to pass your classes. I care enough for you to call your parent so you can succeed"
I've never seen lights go out that fast. She didn't look angry, but she looked like she felt like crying. Teenagers today. I felt like comforting her.
"Pan, if me or any other of your teachers doesn't see improvement. Then we will either permanently remove my class from your schedule; because we notice it's after my class your grades go down. Or we will make my class last."
She gasped, "No! I'm just get a little tired after your class! I promise to do better!!"
I looked at her and nodded. I glanced at the clock, she would need a pass and students were starting to come into my class. I took a yellow piece of paper and wrote her a pass. I gave her the paper, and she grabbed it graciously and ran out. Something about her just said she was happy.
Uh Oh...got a feeling I said something I shouldn't have said...
I got up and looked at my class. They all looked so dead to me. I shook my head and took my metric ruler and hit the ruler against my desk, hard. That sure woke them up.
"Now class, open your textbook to page 129 and read the whole section."
They all murmured their replies and slowly, sleepily, opened their books. I turned and walked to my desk.
The rest of the day was repeated class. When school was over I went to Pequil's room. I had a date to make up with her. I walked to her room with a ring. It cost a dollar at the dollar store, but I think she would care about what it meant.
I knocked at her door, she opened it and smiled. I gave her the ring, a few kisses. I walked out her room with a promise night of passion. I bumped into Pan who was jumping up and down with another student, my student, Marron.
"Why, Ms.Pan, anything exciting you wishes to include me in?"
I always remembered that the teachers would always see you talking to your friend and then stop and play around with us, wanting to know. We would laugh and smile and they woul leave.
They giggled and smiled,
"No? Then why are you like "Oh come on girl you can tell me!" "?
They looked at each other and laughed, I laughed along with them in a respectable matter.
"Marron, Pan, I'll see you two tomorrow in class?"
"Yes, sir" they both nodded together. I smiled and walked away, young teenagers. Always chatting and smiling. It was very amusing to see them laugh, now I knew how my teachers enjoyed it; always doing that.
Then I heard a voice calling from behind me, I turned and saw Pan coming up.
"Um, Mr.Briefs!"
"Yes, Ms.Son?"
"Um...I like to thank you for calling my parents."
She had something up her sleeve.
"Uh, you're happy?"
"Yeah, I realized my grades were real low. Today I asked my teachers my grades and I was sooo surprised."
"Well, I'm glad you're glad that I called. I was real worried about your grades."
"You're different Mr.Brief. Ya care for our grades unlike them other bit---"
"Ms.Son" I interrupted her firmly.
"Yah, anyway! I just wanna say thank you."
"Well, you're welcome."
"Well, see ya Tr--Mr.Briefs"
Was she just about to called me...TRUNKS?!
"Yeah, sure. I'll see you tomorrow Pan."
"Well, Bye!"
I just saw her jump for joy when I called her Pan. Why do I always forget to act formally when she's not part of my class? That's definitely something I need to improve on. That's when it hit me; I needed to call my mother. Grandpa had just died and she was moping around, how good of a son was I for not checking up on her.
So I called her and she seemed a bit more open, friendly. I felt so happy, I felt remorse for Grandpa's departing but I felt badder that mom completely shut her self off from me and the rest of the family. Bra, living with them told me daily of her status but I liked to check it out myself.
I had to attend a meeting for science that day. We had decided to change the way of learning so the students could be a little more tuned. It was completely ridiculous the way the students would just...not listen. How most of them were surviving was doing their homework, since I don't check for correctness it was an easy hundred.
That's why I called Pan's parents. She wasn't doing her homework, taking notes, she was doing better on her test but not any better than she was capable of that was for sure. It's a teacher's responsibility to watch out for their students, emotionally unattached. I tried to be like the females teacher, not caring, but that's not in my nature.
When the meeting was over, I was finally ready to go home. I was tired of being in this school more than needed. I needed to get away I drove home. I stopped at the gas station to get gas and some sweets. No matter how old you are as long as you got no bad experience with sweets then you gotta have sweet.
Hey that reminds me of the juicy fruit commercial. That is behind the point, got the cheapest gas and got on my way. Eating my candy and driving home. I felt good all of a sudden. I helped a student pass and she was not going to fail. I cannot tell you how many students I've seen twice.
I got home and took out my laptop and started grading the papers. Again I wanted to so badly give everyone a F and go to sleep and watch in amusement as they gasp in not such a shock. Yet he had to be unfairly fair. Maybe I should change my career. Nah, if I wasn't helping them pass would good was another teacher. The girls would be so disappointed. This is getting stupid.
I graded the papers until around six and got ready for my date with Pequil. The date went rather well, I got something I liked and gave her something in return if ya know what I mean. Wink Wink. I came home tired and went straight to sleep.
The next day, was the same like the day before. When Pan came in she came in happy, smiling and the girls looked like her like 'what does she have under her sleeve, the little bitch'. I also wondered that, it wasn't normal to find Pan to come in so happy, giddy, jumpy, whatever you want to call it. I wanted to know.
"Ms.Son, you seem very happy."
"Ya, I am."
I smiled.
" I hope the rest of the day is better for you."
"I hope so too, today I got a A on my test and I just know my grades are going to go up."
"I hope so. Looks like by me calling your parents did a good thing."
I saw her eyes flash annoyance and anger and was quickly covered up. So she was putting a show yesterday.
"Yup, and I can't wait to learn science."
I looked at her; she was putting up a front. What was she hiding; teens today always have something to do. Witted they are and I soon found out..
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"Alright, bastard, love to hear more but time is over."
The man looked at the officer; did he have a right to call her whatever he wanted? If he told what was to be gained? They wouldn't believe him anyway, it was futile to try and actually stop him.
"Gee, I thought you would be pissing in your pants to know what happened."
The man growled in anger and replied spatting,
"I think we all know what happen."
The man winced, this guy had to feelings.
"Get this guy outta here." The man called out. The two officers went to the prisoner and took him.
After he left the two officers converse to themselves.
"Well this is interesting." The woman spoke out, gathering her papers.
"Yeah, but we'll get them. A bastard like him doesn't deserve to be free."
"True, but he looks innocent."
"A front."
"Obvious. Well the night is late and we have to retire. I will see you tomorrow."
The man waved to the woman and stared at the wall, they had to get him. They had to win the battle.
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Trunks POV
I watched as she walked out the door, furious. I've unknown to her,, but I've known about her little crush on me for a while. There was a time when I was collecting the notes to grade and she handed it and when it was her turn to be graded all I saw was praises of my looks.
How I was so sexy, my butt was...um...big and many other things that shouldn't even cross a sixteen year old girl's mind. I was flatter and pondered whether I should give her the credit or a zero.
Credit because she thought I was cute, and that was a major ego blast. Zero because she wasn't listening to me, but staring at my bum. High school never changes. She just snatched the paper away from me, like she was my wife; angry at me for no reason.
I actually felt like apologizing. I seriously needed to call her parents. She was thinking about boys, and always getting into fights with other female students. He had checked his computer and she had a 45% as her overall grade currently. Which was surprising, since he checked her previous grades for last year. A's and B's. Not once a C or below. She was either too in love with him or she just didn't care.
I turn to my class and continue teaching science.
"I'm sure, you all know that energy cannot be created or destroy. Just transfer or reflected. For example light. When the suns rays reach earth, it takes eight minutes to travel. Now after the light reaches here, where does it go?"
A student raised her hand, I nodded and she said an answer that just wanted me to scream.
"It disappears into thin air?"
Argh...
"Heh heh, no, I just said energy cannot be destroyed or created anyone else knows?"
No one raised his or her hands, all probably thought the same answer as that girl. Fine...I'll say it.
"All right class, it gets reflected. Pretty soon the light we see outside will reach Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and so forth."
"Then where does it go after that?" the same girl who asked before.
"It just keeps traveling, where to we still don't know."
Dumb little idiots, didn't they teach you this in eighth grade? That's what I'm here for, to teach them, to teach them.
I look at my class no one is paying attention. Except the same girl. Oh well, Pop Quiz. Now should I give it to all or just let the girl who is paying attention do her own little thing. Choice two, less work.... at least a little.
"All right everyone. Clear your desk except for a pencil and paper. We're going to have a pop quiz 'cept this one."
I pointed to the one actually paying attention. She let out a sigh in relief. I want to sigh; I want to sigh out of exhaustion. Man, teaching does *not* pay enough.
After school was over, I stood by the side of the exit door, waiting for Pequil. I had to apologize to her for skipping out on our date. I could imagine the look she gave Pan, once she found out I canceled out date for her. I wouldn't be surprise if she didn't even want to talk to me.
Finally I saw her Figure turning around, I skip to the step, calling after her.
"Pe---Ms.Totu!"
She turns around, her breast jiggling just a little. I smiled in content. I desperately regreted canceling a night of...pleasure just to report on some little girl because she couldn't do her work.
"Pequil, I'm sorry. Really!" I whispered low enough so only she could here me
She was smiling very sweetly. How I just want to kiss her....
"It's okay, baby. Oh, and about the student. Pan Son has a 64.3% in my class."
I sucked the air in sharply; I hate to think what her parents would do to her. I actually felt pity for a student. One of the codes of honor of the teacher. Don't get emotionally attach to your students. He just did that without knowing.
"Damn, that's sad. Do you happen to know her other grades."
"Matter of fact I do."
She did? I just asked that question for the sake of asking. I don't expect her to actually know.
"Mind tellin' me how it is?"
"Elective and she has a 92%, her other elective which is 89 and S.S which she has an 90% Then she has you 45% then me 64% Then she has L.A which she has a 56%."
"It all goes downhill after my class."
"Yes it does. Now, I have to go attend something, call me, okay?"
I nodded and turned around heading toward my room. After my class, her grades just go down all the way. Maybe after she sees me, she just keeps thinkin' about me and that's it. If we rearrange her schedule, so my class is her last class then...
I sucked my teeth, teenagers and their obsession. They were worse this time then when I was in high school. I was going to have to call her parents, get her a schedule change so my class is last; or just kick my class off her schedule all together. How she would react and if her grades would be better, they would have to see.
"Man, why do I have to be so sexy?"
I reached my room and took my cell phone out. It was better if I called her parents before she came. home Yet, would her parents be there? Wait, don't I have those index card that have parents contact numbers.
Yeah, I thought so. I quickly ran to my room. Once I reached my room I took out the cards and called the mother's cell phone. The cell phone had been off since it didn't even ring once. So I called the father, he picked up.
"Hello?" A voice came form the other line.
"Mr.Son? This is Mr.Breifs from Peral Ki High school. I am Pan's science teacher."
"Yes?"
"Well, I would like to report that your daughter isn't doing good in my class"
"...what? How?"
"Well, she has a ...let's see her grade, yes a forty-five---"
"What!"
"Uh...yes, and in her other class, Math a sixty-five percent, and Language Arts a..uh...fifty-six"
"What! I can't believe it! What about her other classes?"
"Well it gets complicated there. Her first three classes she has A's and B's, but I'm then me and after her grades are.... not so good. I believe that is we rearrange her schedule her classes could be better."
"How?"
"Well, let's see. She gets all of her classes before mines. I will be her last class and then we will work to get her grades up in my class. I am very worried about her."
"I'll talk to her."
"Thank you, I believe once we have her grades up she'll do better."
"Yeah, whatever." He hanged up on me. Not even a good-bye or thank you. He must have been in a state of shock. Her grades were high and for her to have less than a C average. I hate to be her right this second.
I started grading papers again. It was a lot of work since I had to mark the wrongs on each student paper. How I just wanted to just put twenty percents on all of the students. I know they all got F's. Those who were paying attention give them a ninety. Then I wouldn't go over it so they wouldn't know I didn't actually grade them. How I wanted...
The next day, third hour. Everyone loaded into my room. I erased the notes from the classes before. The bell ringed and of course Pan was late once again. I looked at her and she looked at me coldly. This cold furious look, I actually felt scared that she had a weapon under there ready to pounce on me.
I taught the lesson and gave them their assignments. I just sat there looking at them; of course I got looks from girls. I just shook my head and looked at Pan, she looked fast at work. Usually she would look like she was at La La Land. Stealing looks at other girls, playing around. It looks like her father must have gone to her.
After class was over I called her over. She came to me hesitantly, handed me the paper and just looked at me. I lifted an eyebrow. I took the sheet and scanned over her paper, almost all of it looked correct.
"I see that you're improving. So it was good that I called your father."
"Yeah right, my dad completely bitched on me."
I looked her surprise, she just stared on; looking afraid.
"You do realize you can get a referral for speaking like that, correct?"
"Yeah bu--"
"Correct?"
"Yeah.."
"Now, I compliment you. I hope you are going to improve on your other classes."
"Yah, whatever."
"Pan...I care for you."
Her eyes just lit up like Christmas lights. She breathed in delight and put her hands on her face.
"I want you to succeed in life. To do that I need you to pass your classes. I care enough for you to call your parent so you can succeed"
I've never seen lights go out that fast. She didn't look angry, but she looked like she felt like crying. Teenagers today. I felt like comforting her.
"Pan, if me or any other of your teachers doesn't see improvement. Then we will either permanently remove my class from your schedule; because we notice it's after my class your grades go down. Or we will make my class last."
She gasped, "No! I'm just get a little tired after your class! I promise to do better!!"
I looked at her and nodded. I glanced at the clock, she would need a pass and students were starting to come into my class. I took a yellow piece of paper and wrote her a pass. I gave her the paper, and she grabbed it graciously and ran out. Something about her just said she was happy.
Uh Oh...got a feeling I said something I shouldn't have said...
I got up and looked at my class. They all looked so dead to me. I shook my head and took my metric ruler and hit the ruler against my desk, hard. That sure woke them up.
"Now class, open your textbook to page 129 and read the whole section."
They all murmured their replies and slowly, sleepily, opened their books. I turned and walked to my desk.
The rest of the day was repeated class. When school was over I went to Pequil's room. I had a date to make up with her. I walked to her room with a ring. It cost a dollar at the dollar store, but I think she would care about what it meant.
I knocked at her door, she opened it and smiled. I gave her the ring, a few kisses. I walked out her room with a promise night of passion. I bumped into Pan who was jumping up and down with another student, my student, Marron.
"Why, Ms.Pan, anything exciting you wishes to include me in?"
I always remembered that the teachers would always see you talking to your friend and then stop and play around with us, wanting to know. We would laugh and smile and they woul leave.
They giggled and smiled,
"No? Then why are you like "Oh come on girl you can tell me!" "?
They looked at each other and laughed, I laughed along with them in a respectable matter.
"Marron, Pan, I'll see you two tomorrow in class?"
"Yes, sir" they both nodded together. I smiled and walked away, young teenagers. Always chatting and smiling. It was very amusing to see them laugh, now I knew how my teachers enjoyed it; always doing that.
Then I heard a voice calling from behind me, I turned and saw Pan coming up.
"Um, Mr.Briefs!"
"Yes, Ms.Son?"
"Um...I like to thank you for calling my parents."
She had something up her sleeve.
"Uh, you're happy?"
"Yeah, I realized my grades were real low. Today I asked my teachers my grades and I was sooo surprised."
"Well, I'm glad you're glad that I called. I was real worried about your grades."
"You're different Mr.Brief. Ya care for our grades unlike them other bit---"
"Ms.Son" I interrupted her firmly.
"Yah, anyway! I just wanna say thank you."
"Well, you're welcome."
"Well, see ya Tr--Mr.Briefs"
Was she just about to called me...TRUNKS?!
"Yeah, sure. I'll see you tomorrow Pan."
"Well, Bye!"
I just saw her jump for joy when I called her Pan. Why do I always forget to act formally when she's not part of my class? That's definitely something I need to improve on. That's when it hit me; I needed to call my mother. Grandpa had just died and she was moping around, how good of a son was I for not checking up on her.
So I called her and she seemed a bit more open, friendly. I felt so happy, I felt remorse for Grandpa's departing but I felt badder that mom completely shut her self off from me and the rest of the family. Bra, living with them told me daily of her status but I liked to check it out myself.
I had to attend a meeting for science that day. We had decided to change the way of learning so the students could be a little more tuned. It was completely ridiculous the way the students would just...not listen. How most of them were surviving was doing their homework, since I don't check for correctness it was an easy hundred.
That's why I called Pan's parents. She wasn't doing her homework, taking notes, she was doing better on her test but not any better than she was capable of that was for sure. It's a teacher's responsibility to watch out for their students, emotionally unattached. I tried to be like the females teacher, not caring, but that's not in my nature.
When the meeting was over, I was finally ready to go home. I was tired of being in this school more than needed. I needed to get away I drove home. I stopped at the gas station to get gas and some sweets. No matter how old you are as long as you got no bad experience with sweets then you gotta have sweet.
Hey that reminds me of the juicy fruit commercial. That is behind the point, got the cheapest gas and got on my way. Eating my candy and driving home. I felt good all of a sudden. I helped a student pass and she was not going to fail. I cannot tell you how many students I've seen twice.
I got home and took out my laptop and started grading the papers. Again I wanted to so badly give everyone a F and go to sleep and watch in amusement as they gasp in not such a shock. Yet he had to be unfairly fair. Maybe I should change my career. Nah, if I wasn't helping them pass would good was another teacher. The girls would be so disappointed. This is getting stupid.
I graded the papers until around six and got ready for my date with Pequil. The date went rather well, I got something I liked and gave her something in return if ya know what I mean. Wink Wink. I came home tired and went straight to sleep.
The next day, was the same like the day before. When Pan came in she came in happy, smiling and the girls looked like her like 'what does she have under her sleeve, the little bitch'. I also wondered that, it wasn't normal to find Pan to come in so happy, giddy, jumpy, whatever you want to call it. I wanted to know.
"Ms.Son, you seem very happy."
"Ya, I am."
I smiled.
" I hope the rest of the day is better for you."
"I hope so too, today I got a A on my test and I just know my grades are going to go up."
"I hope so. Looks like by me calling your parents did a good thing."
I saw her eyes flash annoyance and anger and was quickly covered up. So she was putting a show yesterday.
"Yup, and I can't wait to learn science."
I looked at her; she was putting up a front. What was she hiding; teens today always have something to do. Witted they are and I soon found out..
--
"Alright, bastard, love to hear more but time is over."
The man looked at the officer; did he have a right to call her whatever he wanted? If he told what was to be gained? They wouldn't believe him anyway, it was futile to try and actually stop him.
"Gee, I thought you would be pissing in your pants to know what happened."
The man growled in anger and replied spatting,
"I think we all know what happen."
The man winced, this guy had to feelings.
"Get this guy outta here." The man called out. The two officers went to the prisoner and took him.
After he left the two officers converse to themselves.
"Well this is interesting." The woman spoke out, gathering her papers.
"Yeah, but we'll get them. A bastard like him doesn't deserve to be free."
"True, but he looks innocent."
"A front."
"Obvious. Well the night is late and we have to retire. I will see you tomorrow."
The man waved to the woman and stared at the wall, they had to get him. They had to win the battle.
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