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Doing time:

I was walking with Zak after school to the exit when it happened.

"If I don't have another day like that for the rest of my life, it'll be too soon!" I told him, "I'm glad it's ove-"

Just then, I felt the same grabbing feeling I felt when Zak was trying to get my attention earlier.

"You!" To my horror, it was Ms. Katre. "My room. NOW!"

She dragged me away by the ear. "I can't believe you thought you could get away from me! Thought you could just sneak out, did you? Well, nothing gets past me. NOTHING!"

If that's so true, then why is Zak getting away? I wanted to say, but why make him suffer when he was getting away scott-free? Because he is the reason Ms. Crabby-Butt was putting me in detention in the first place! But if I don't tell on him now, he will owe me later.

Once I was in the classroom, I went to my desk and looked in it for a pencil. I found a pencil and a slightly sloppy note. It was from Zak! It read:

Guy.

Thanx 4 taking the het. I wil repay u latr.

Sined, Zak.

P.S. If im cot, ples do not pay atenchun to this letr.

That Zak. In This letter, I had learned three things about him. One, the only thing that he could have done better is that he could have actually been here with me. Two, he had horrifying grammar skills.And three; he was pretty clever, minus the writing. He did the best thing he could do without getting caught.

"Guy!" Ms. Katre snapped. I looked up at her.

"Yes'm?" I asked.

"START…WRITING!" I swear, if I had unchewed gum in my desk, I'd get in huge trouble for buying the wrong brand with the relationship I had with her now. I pulled a piece of paper out and started writing.

Why I don't do "meaningless nonsense" to Ms.Crapsac's picture of her boyfriend. One reason is she will throw a hissy fit if you look at her funny.

Wow, that came out easy. I thought I'd might enjoy this…

Another reason is she has a whip behind her desk. Third reason is if you want to be anything but an archer in the class, Ms.Hissy will insult and scorn you. Now if you are dumb enough to not pay heed this warning and do something even remotely bad, Ms. Oh-you-looked-at-me-now-you're-in-trouble-mister will send you to the principal and make everyone else think they are in Hell!

Now, if you bad boys have any brain cells whatsoever, you will not, I repeat, NOT so much as think about anything worse than breaking a pencil. Get it, got it, good.

"Note: all name starting with Ms refer to Ms.Katre."

I didn't care how much trouble this got me in, but I made a copy of it and, for the remaining fifteen minutes, doodled a picture of Ms.Katre bleeding at the end of my sword. When I turned my work in, I started out the door, because I saw the following "Kyahhh!" of rage coming a mile away. When I got out of the door, I saw Zak waiting for me.

"What are you- why are you...never mind, RUN!" I shouted as I saw Ms.Katre stomping down the hall from the outside.

0.0

When we were out of school bounds, I asked Zak, "What were you doing outside of school?"

"I was waiting for you, Guy!" He responded

"But why?" I asked

"Cuz were buds..." he paused as I gave him a blank stare. "Alright, I didn't want to wait until tomorrow for a status report. How did it go?"

"It was actually kind of fun. I wrote down Ms.Katre's rules from my point-of view."

"So that's why she screamed?"

"Yip. C'mon, let's get out of here."

END! I know it took hella long to update, but I'm getting hammered by a very important test I have to take for 2 weeks!

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