Here he comes
Before you know it, your beloved chairman is standing before you. Bad day or what?
You try to hide your face. It's Science, and you are bad at it. Also, your chairman's bald head is very distracting.
He is staring at your teacher. You shift in your seat, making your benchmate glare at you.
"So." Baldy starts.
"Don't look at me." You muse to yourself.
The pregnant looking man points at Sue , who quivers, mousy personality collapsing.
"How, do you describe a chinese noodle?"
She blinked. I stifled a laugh.
The finger was pointed at another.
"How , would you react, if an important page suddenly and mysteriously, diss-aaa-peurs from your notebook?"
The boy blinked.
Okay, now it was getting totally nonsensical. Shouldn't he be a bit classy as a chairman. Not someone who cares more about noodles and missing pages?
He points at you.
YOU:
You try to hide your face. It's Science, and you are bad at it. Also, your chairman's bald head is very distracting.
He is staring at your teacher. You shift in your seat, making your benchmate glare at you.
"So." Baldy starts.
"Don't look at me." You muse to yourself.
The pregnant looking man points at Sue , who quivers, mousy personality collapsing.
"How, do you describe a chinese noodle?"
She blinked. I stifled a laugh.
The finger was pointed at another.
"How , would you react, if an important page suddenly and mysteriously, diss-aaa-peurs from your notebook?"
The boy blinked.
Okay, now it was getting totally nonsensical. Shouldn't he be a bit classy as a chairman. Not someone who cares more about noodles and missing pages?
He points at you.
YOU: