The next day in school, I waited in my usual spot for Mr rude. When he finally arrived, he threw his his backpack at me which managed to catch right after it jabbed into my jaw. I glared at him only to see him walking away without a word. His attitude was really surprising. Did he plan on giving me a silent treatment? But if he does that, how will I find the courage to apologize.
In class, I wrote down his notes again along with mine but the only difference this time around is that he wasn't staring at me but acted as if I am not existing. Not that am complaining, I am very glad he did.
During the last class before lunch break, Mrs Stanley informed us that we would be working on a two weeks project and would partner up in pairs.
