"What time is it?" I ask Miss Frailey; She'd know.1
Miss Frailey knows alot of things. Thats why she is the teacher.2
She likes answering my questions, and when she smiles I just cant help but to smile right back. Sometimes she's not smiling though. It's usually my fault, I think.3
"Time for you to get your screws tightened, tard." Brad Heisle says this in a loud, exagerated drawlish tone that makes me smile.4
"ENOUGH." 5
Brad says Miss Frailey dosn't shit around. My papa says "shit" all the time. Yeah, papa knew what it meant...Brad was right too, I never noticed that about Miss Frailey. I knew she was a smart lady from the day I saw her.6
"It's Five thirty ni-"7
Brad had told me what to say, and to say it when she started talking. I won't let him down. 8
"I aint trine t'hear dat Booshit!" I scream at the top of my lungs! To my utter joy everyone in the class nearly falls to the floor, because their sides are splitting with laughter. 9
I clap my hands together untill they are red, and then some. My enthusiasm seems to be catching on, the class is clapping along with me. To make sure they get the genious joke Brad came up with, I drive the point home one more time.10
"I'N-TRINE-TA-HEAR-DA-BU-SHIT" I say this as fast as I can and the joke is followed by my own loud moans of laughter. I slam my fists on the table to get the crowd going. They're loving me! I'm going to tell Moma that I made everyone in the world happy today. She will be very proud.11
"MOMAS GONNA BE PROUD OF ME, AINT SHE MISS FRAILEY?" I wasn't looking at her, not yet. All I see are the grinning, hysterical faces of my boyfriends and girlfriends around me. I hear Miss Frailey... she sounds so far away. 12
"The Police are gonna come get you!" Everything stops. The grinning faces are gone, and have been replaced by ones of horror and dismay. 13
"I didn't even do nothin, though!" I tried to convince him of this, but I heard the uncertainty in my own voice. Everyone was quiet. Miss Frailey had gone out of the room...probably running from the police.14
"They're going to take you to jail, motherfucker!" Everyone starts laughing again, but this time its scary and I start to cry. I don't want them to see it but that dosnt help.15
"Make them leave me alone!" I beg brad through my sobs.16
"You mean you want me to be your body guard?"17
"Yeah!"18
"Okay, I'll be your body guard from the police, but you have to stop crying. And you have to sit down and act normal." I did what Brad said, I couldnt afford not to. He continued to instruct me further on my end of the bargain for his "services".19
Soon after we were all back in our seats, and Miss Frailey was back, with the PRINCIPLE! His suit is always so neat. I want to be just like him. He can tell anybody what to do, even Miss Frailey. He's like the King of France. But my popa says France is full of pussies, and Brad says a pussy is something I'll never see...So...not quite the King of France, I see him all the time!20
"What's going on, Brad?" The Principal stated, in a very accusing tone.21
"Oh you know, the usual classroom vigor. Dope, prostitutes, bad kidneys, that kind of stuff. Dude, we are just chilling, and trying to pass the day. Sorry for cutting up in class, I've just had a rough day, I'll m-"22
Brad trails off as I lose interest in what he's saying. What was he saying before? Police... so, when they come, i have to take their guns and give them to Brad, then he can shoot them so they wont be able to take me to jail. He is so smart.23
After a few more words to the class, The Principal started toward the doorway. He turned after opening it. 24
"By the way, Officer Dan is on his way to talk to you kids. He'll come to your classroom first, Miss Frailey." He smiles, and leaves the room.25
Miss Frailey seems to be happy. 26
Miss Frailey says we should have enough time to finish our diaries before "Officer Dan" comes. 27
"Der Diry28
I lernd toda that trynguls have thre sids."29
When my hands tried to write the next lines, nothing happens. My pencil is stuck to the paper. As suddenly as it stopped, it starts moving again, except this time i'm not making it. It feels like someone is holding my hand.30
"Brad is going to kill officer dan because -" I can read very well. Reading happens on the inside, my moma says, so I am pretty good at it. I read this appear on the paper under my hands, and it stops again, and I hear a knocking on the door.31
Officer Don walks into the room. Miss Frailey speaks, but I don't hear her. All I see is the emblem on his shoulder. A star! He's the police, and he's finally here. Never fear, Brad is my body guard!32
Officer Don speaks to us, I dont hear. I watch his gun.33
Somewhere in his speach he goes for his gun, and i think he is goig to shoot me here and now. He dosn't, he instead lays it on the table. 34
I go for it. 35
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