A GIRL IN A BOY'S SCHOOL - EPISODE 1

I took all the nails and screws out of his chairs in a hurry.

“Have you done it? The teacher’s nearly coming!” My friends shouted from thedoor. This will teach him a lesson, now even if he wants to..he won’t be able to mess with me again.

The bell rang and we all ran to our seats while people poured inside the class. I couldn’t help but smile.

Yes, this is a big risk but what do you do when Mr. Arnold tries to touch you.

That’s right. Teach him a lesson!

“Hello, Class.” Mr. Arnold came in with the pedo smile of his. I couldn’t help but smile back.

This was going to be legendary. He came in and looked at everyone. I was sitting at the back, ready to laugh my heads off
when he sits on that chair.

“Cerina Cecil, come and sit at the front so that I can see you.” He said. Why doesn’t anyone understands how disgusting he is.

I couldn’t tell anyone and I just told my friends that it’s just a prank. He quickly
added, “I mean so that I could see you’re not messing about.” CeCe started cursing him in her mind.

“Gladly sir,” I said smiling but I was unwilling to listen to his orders..but then
again I wasn’t in the position to utter anything so I hesitantly stood up, took my bag, and sat in the front of the class, on the seat closest to him.

What a great seat to see this idiot getting hurt. “Alright class, open up your books on page 25.” He said.

While everyone was doing that, he smiled at me and I smiled back at him. I’m so very much going to enjoy this.

He moved around the class. I was growing impatient.

“Sir, Are you not going to mark the register?” I said. I knew that he always sits down to do the register.

“Oh, that’s right. I’ll do it now.” He walked to the front of the class.

I bit my lip, trying not to burst out laughing before he even sits on the chair.

He gets his glasses and sits on the chair.

I frowned. How come he didn’t fall?

I looked back and my friends were thinking the same thing. I took all of the screws out, how is this possible…

“Right, Chris Wallace.”

“Here.”

“Stella Rosher.”

“Here sir.”

“Alvin Da-”

And with that, the chair went crashing down in pieces. He fell on the floor.

“What the hell!” He shouted. Everyone laughed. He got up holding his arm. His face was so red.

“Who did this?” He shouted. He looked so shocked. I laughed along with the class.

“I said who did this!” Everyone went quiet when they saw blood on the teacher’s arm.

But I couldn’t stop laughing. Everyone looked at me and then I found out that I was the only one laughing.

I zipped my mouth shut and just looked shocked like the other students.

I’m CECE, short for Cerina Cecil and there’s one thing I surely know.

I’m in a big trouble.