I predicted this would happen so I was not surprised, but I still couldn't help but feel heartache for my book. It was a cheap, plain notebook, but it still costed me fortune, okay? He could've just ripped the part of today's homework, why did he have to rip the whole book?
Yes, I'm a miser. I was poor and an orphan, what did you expect from me?
After ripping my book into pieces, he threw them to the floor. He walked up to me then kicked my chair from behind. "Clean it. Be quick before Mrs. Gabrielle comes in. It's your book after all."
Wow. After making such a mess of my book, you were saying it's mine to clean up? Utterly shameless.
Suppressing a pot of anger in my stomach, I stood up and started picking up what's left of my book, before throwing it into the dustbin. As for the rest of them, I swept it using a broom.
"Hahaha! What did I tell you, Boss? She is too stupid and easy to bully," said a guy. I think he is my classmate but I don't know his name.
