As if on cue Mike walked in taking a seat placing his legs on the desk. "Mr. Murking pleas take your feet off my desk." Mrs. Jackson hissed.
"No mam!" He smirked at her.
"you remember our deal don't you?" Mike smirked.
"Yes I do " Mrs. Jackson huffed.
"Ok class please take out your text books and turn to page 232 and finish lesson 15." Mrs. Jackson stood up fixing her pencil skirt, then wrote on the board. I sighed and pulled my text book out.
My other classes weren't like Jackson’s... if I'm being honest, math was my favorite.
Turns out Mrs. Jackson and Mikes deal consisted of Mike beating Mrs. Jackson in gold Fish during detention... for the rest of the week Mike gets to do whatever he wants in math... but he still has to finish his work.
Mr. Bakers class dragged by in slow motion
