enter-detektive:
99 bottles of beer on the wall~ 99 bottles of beer~ If one of those bottles should happen to fall~ Then 98 bottles of beer onâhuh?
The question rattled them out of their stupor. Thatâs the problem with waiting; nobody minds their business.
âOh, uh. Not today, nah.â I mean, probably not. After a half secondâs pause, they added, âYeah, you got marked absent!â
They smirked at their own witty comeback. Thatâll show her!
She paused, face open as she processed the comeback. Suddenly, a smile cracked across her face and she looked down, shaking her head lightly. She had to admit, that was kind of funny, in the way middle schoolers who try too hard to be funny tended to be. She checked the watch she wasnât wearing, and made a face in mock surprise.Â
âOh no, Did I really sleep in that long? Ms. Leeâs gonna give me detention for sure!â That name was her fourth grade teacher, not a middle school one, but it got the point across.Â
This kid probably should be in school right now. She wasnât going to say anything, because they didnât come here for her to preach at them, but she hoped they didnât make a habit of ditching.Â














