I hadn't realized what I had said. As I looked around the room, I saw smirks on everyone's faces. Bursts of laughter echoed across the room. I looked at my teacher and he gazed at me, puzzled. Suddenly, it hit me like a big, yellow school bus. When I had read my passage from Romeo & Juliet, I had said Mr. Perry's name.
Oh no. I felt my face burn hotter than a volcanoe beginning to erupt. I couldn't stand it, I had to get out of there.
"Excuse m-me" I said, and ran out of there, not looking back. The laughter followed me through the halls, and I could just feel Mr. Perry's eyes boring into me.
When I was finally outside, I stopped running and collapsed onto the grass. How could I have been so stupid? This was the most embarassing thing I have ever done, eliminating the time when I had dropped my tray of food in front of everyone in the cafeteria; including Mr. Perry.
I didn't know how I would ever be able to walk in that class again. Maybe if I was really lucky, and wished real hard, everyone would forget about what happened. But I was never that lucky, and wishes were just things that brought you down. I decided to skip the rest of the day, and just go home. As I was getting up, I noticed Mr. Perry looking at me from the window. It seems he couldn't quite forget what went on.
I smiled weakly at him, but there was no response. I pointed towards home, and tried to message to him where I was going. He gave a little nod, and I turned away. What kind of mess have I gotten myself into this time? All I knew was that I would have to face him and my classmates with grace and dignity tomorrow. I hoped it would be okay
The next morning I awoke with a game plan. I would walk into that classroom, acting like nothing happened. Everyone would see that I wasn't fazed about what happened anymore, and we would all just go back to learning. At least, that's what I hoped to God would happen. When 4th period came, I was ready. Luckily, I was the first person in class so I didn't have to endure any mocked entrances. Promptly, my luck ran out. Mr. Perry walked through the door and to his desk, seeming to not notice anything. I sighed with relief.
"Good afternoon, Leslie" he said to me. I looked up from my work. Come on now, girl. Say something or this could end bad.
"Hi." What a lame thing to say.
"Are you ready for the big test today? I made sure it was extra hard, so I hope you studied"
Through all the excitement, I had forgotten about the test. Damn!
"Well, not exactly...hmm..."
"I know you will do well" he winked at me. I couldn't believe what I just saw. I thought I would fall out of my desk. I just smiled and turned away. I was too shocked to even bring up words, let alone a known language.
He turned back to his desk as the rest of the class filed in. I saw them turn to look at me, but I just ignored them.
As he was passing out the test, I tried to not look at him, but it was hard. When he got to my desk, I looked up. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. Oh well. I grabbed my pencil and my elbow bumped him in the side. I was known to be clumsy.
"Oops" I said.
At least it wasn't a big deal. I got back to the test. He was not joking, it was hard. I looked around and I could tell I wasn't the only one struggling. Still, I tried my best. When I was done, I walked over to his desk and placed my test on top. I felt my face burst into a big grin, uncontrollably. What happened there? He smiled back.
"How did it go?" he asked.
"Well, it was one of the hardest tests this year" I answered. I couldn't take the smile off my face. I must of looked like an idiot.
"I told yeah" he smiled. Oh, my god. I do love his smile. That just made me grin even more. There was no stopping it. Finally, I walked back to my desk. What the hell was that? It seemed to be getting worse. And was it just me, or was what happened yesterday give things a jump start? I didn't know. Looking at the clock, I saw there was only five minutes left of class. I gathered up my things for preparation. You know how hard it is to move through those halls.
When I lifted up my pencil case, I saw a folded piece of paper. What was it? I opened it up and there was writing on it. I read it and my heart jumped to the moon. Not literally, of course.
You are so funny! :-)
Yesterday was adorable.
I turned to look back at him, but it seems he left the class for some reason. He probably knew I would get the message and was nervous. I smiled to myself as the bell rang. Packing up the note, I left for home. Thoughts of Mr. Perry swimming through my mind.