Once a Player, Always a Player {On Hold}

Chapter 3

Then, I laid there staring at my ceiling in thought. How will this tutoring go?

I kept asking myself that question until my eyes closed and fell asleep.

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I walked down to my locker to get my books for my first class. This time, before I opened my locker, I checked to make sure nobody was standing there, waiting to get hit.

I snatched my books out, and slammed the door. I ran up the hallway, on my way to class, where I just so happen to see Jerrimiah looking at me. He opened his arms and said, "Hey, girl!"

I also opened my arms and replied, "What's up-"

But before I could finish my sentence, I realized he wasn't looking at me, but at the girl behind me.

She darted passed me and they began to hug like they hadn't seen each other in ages.

Embarrassed, I stood there staring at them like a dummy. It was pretty awkward because I had bought he was greeting me, his tutor. What a dumb thought. Why in the world would a bad boy want to be seen with his tutor in school?!

The girl, Cassie, saw that I was embarrassed and took that opportunity to roast me. She put her hand out and said, "Boi, you have no friends, so why would you think Jerrimiah was talking to you?"

I just stood there looking like an idiot, searching for a comeback. I couldn't find one so she proceeded to talk.

"Exactly. So go to your class and don't get in my way again with Jerrimiah, you little brat." She shooed me away from her with her hand to signal that she was finished.

I ran off to class before she could roast me some more, and cause more trouble.

The day was already starting off terribly, so I threw my hood from my hoodie over my head to avoid any other embarrassment.

Mrs.Pinocchio saw me and demanded that I take off my hoodie.

"I can't," I simply replied.

She wanted an answer as to why I was disobeying her. "And why not?"

"Uh, b-because I'm allergic to, uh... um." I looked frantically around the room for an excuse and planted my eyes on something.

"Light! Uh, yea light. Yea, yea. That sounds good."

She wasn't buying it. "Do you really expect me to believe that?" She asked. "Would you like a detention for your retarded excuse?"

"No ma'am! I'll take it off now."

Just as I was taking it off she screamed, "Detention!"

"But I was taking it off!" I yelled back.

"Another detention!"

I sighed and decided to let it go. "Yes ma'am. Sorry."

I put my head down for the rest of class. I still don't understand why I got detention. Like, I was taking it off! She hated me from jump, so that's probably why.

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The bell rang and I headed out the door straight to my next class, French.

Mr.Parkour wasn't here today, so we had a substitute. Her name was Mrs.Butterball, just like that turkey brand. She looked exactly like the turkey, except slightly bigger.

Mrs.Butterball was, by far, the worst substitute teacher ever. She's always yelling at us for no reason, and giving out silent lunches like there was no tomorrow. Plus, we could hardly understand her half the time! It sounded like she was talking like Sims do in their games.

What she means to say:
Read pages 4-9 and answer questions 1-17.

What we actually hear:
Wead perges fouw truh nie and answeh qwestuns un truh sehvinten.

Anyway, I walked into class with a little sad face on. She called me out and told me to turn that frown upside down, but I just couldn't.

She wanted to know why, but I wasn't going to tell her that I hated her, and there was no way that she could make me happy, so I told her that I was just hungry.

When Mrs.Fathead-- I mean Mrs.Butterball heard that, her eyes lit up the entire room. She rushed over to the desk, opened the drawer, and pulled out a plate of rice, with chicken on the side. She handed it to me, then pulled out a can of Arazona Iced Tea and gave it to me.

I was like, "Wow, thank you for the food, but you really don't have to."

She then answered, "Nur nur, eht."
(Translation: "No no, eat.")

There was no way of telling this lady no, or else she would go Bezerk so I walked to my seat and ate. The food wasn't half bad! I was starting to like her!

Hmm, maybe I should do this more often...