After I caught up on my sleep, I realized that I had missed too many days of school. I tried to enter class like normal, but I was quickly pulled off to the side by the headmaster.
He looked at me through his bushy eyebrows, "And where have you been? I'm told you missed several days of school."
I stuck my tongue out, "Why should I tell you?"
He frowned, "Because it's my job to make sure troublesome students go to class. So if you don't have a good reason, then I will have to punish you."
I smirked, "Well of course I have good reason."
"Hmpf. And what is it?"
I chuckled, "Well if you really must know, I had the squirts so bad that I couldn't come to class."
His face twitched, "The squirts?"
I spoke louder, "Diarrhea."
Everyone in the room stopped talking abruptly and turned to look at us. Mary covered her ears in a panic. Artie found the situation hilarious and couldn't help but giggle under his breath. Millie only sighed and shook her head.
