Chapter 9| The Underground |
IF I would have the lamp of Aladdin right now, I will wish the genie that he ll banish that Linus for the rest of his time. Or maybe just turn him into an orange pulp and I ll pop it until it shrinks.
I never think that things get worse when I met that guy. First, he rolled his eyes at me. He arrogantly talked to me, and he winked at me the other day, that I almost had insomnia, because the scene keeps on replaying inside my head.
Oh, how I wish that the ground will swallow me during Mrs. Ether s class. That reaction paper is a curse, and having Linus is unfortunate.
He was absent!
The submission for that paper was today, and he got the guts to get absent?
I know, I must be patient and be considerate because I don't know what happened to him or what he do
