“No, no, hide the other way, stupid!” I practically push the Prince out of the way to the other pole before hurriedly sliding down behind where I was.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have enough time to hide and he practically looked like a deer in the middle of the highway as a car approached him. In this case, the car was Señor Pablo, my Spanish teacher who was clearly not amused.
“Prince Tudor, what are you doing out of class?” Señor Pablo asked him with a raised brow.
“Uh…” The Prince glanced left and right, seemingly trying to figure out what excuse to say in order to get him out.
I placed my hand over my mouth and pursed my lips in an attempt to stop myself from snickering too loud. Oh goddess, this was too funny.
“I… was looking for the bathroom.” He said with a sheepish smile.
