blah blah. boring sapphire thought. doesn't this guy ever shut up about math, he is a teacher but still i already know this stuff. mr. willhern kept me back in his class for some reason. god he was just any high schools middle-aged grouchy teacher. he went on and on, yawn talk about boring with a capital B. i put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. but before i could day dream, mr. willhern totally ruined it. "shall i repeat what i said miss knight? or should i send you directly to the priciable?" he asked. i got alot of snickers and smirks from everyone. i stood up from my seat and glared at him looking innocent. "well, detention sounds better than this boring lecture hall" i said. his face turned bright red, (so sensitive) next thing i knew we were arguing and he sends me to the stupid office. i could care less.
AUTHORS NOTE: this is more the proloug so sorry its short.