Who Spat In Your Pizza, Alpha Dude

Uoce Susurrat Are My Worst Enemy

I make it to the girls just in time, before they entered homegroup.

"Guys wait up" I shout-whisper, so not many people can hear it. Turning around, the girls walk back to where I am standing. Glancing at my face, they probably get the jist of what I'm thinking. Another repeat of yesterday. Doesn't sound that bad.

Walking around the corner, so no one can see us, we wait till everyone has filled into the resource centre. After three big groups and the little latecomers or just those awkward outcasts finally file in, we make our move. Sitting down on the ground, so we don't get seen because of the windows, we wait.

It doesn't take to long. We can all hear Mr Burns voice from out here. Just a couple more names and we can make our moves.

"James Edward." Mr Burns calls out. James, huh, haven't seen him in a long time, even though it was just yesterday. It was still a long time ago for me.

"Present." James lets out trying not to laugh. Yeah, the Jamesy boi, say it the American way, why don't ya. Tell him who's boss.

"Leo Moore." Mr Burns calls out. And before you wonder, yes it's that tone. I can just imagine him right now trying not to laugh but letting out a little chuckle. Hearing a sound behind the wall, I knew I was right. Huh, my guessing skills have just gotten better.

"Adusm," Leo replied. YES LEO, JUST YES MAN. Get in there. I can just imagine Leo's cocky smirk right now. Hearing a full-blown laugh, I knew Mr Burns couldn't hold it any longer. I mean, who can't laugh at this. I wish I packet some popcorn now.

"Mr Moore, I'm pretty sure last time I checked, I wasn't put down to be a Latin Teacher." Mr Burns laughs.

"Oops, sorry sir, I forgot," Leo answers. To anyone who would have listened to that sentence, they wouldn't get it. Mr Burns doesn't like people referring him to sir, he's a cool guy to hang around, but he gets annoyed really easy when you call him sir. So I can just imagine him giving a playful glare to Leo, then he shakes his head and reads the rest of the list.

It doesn't take him long to get to Emma's name. Letting out a laugh, I quickly cover it up so no one hears. Oh, this is just gonna be great, I thought to myself. Ahh, if only we had a recorder. Said a little voice in the back of my head. Ah, a recorder, a smart idea. But young sir, where must we find one in time. I say trying to make it sound like a British accent but failing miserably. Aww, tough, tough. Mhmm, I will think and catch up with you about it, young boy. But lest we get back, so no one misses us for long. The tiny voice says before I felt like it left my mind completely. It actually feels really weird, but I got used to it after a while.

"Emma Pattison?" Mr Burns asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. Em high fives us both before pushing the door open with one big push of her hand.

"Good Morning! Sorry, I'm late." Em says rocking the innocent little vibe, ugh why could I do that. Yeah, yeah, I know, why should I be jealous of a little shorty, but c'mon that's not fair. Em, walks through and goes up the ile before she gets to the back seat and puts up her feet on the desk. Letting out a quite bark of laughter, Mr Burns continues.

"Charlotte Axon?" Mr Burns asks looking around the classroom for her, but he is never gonna find her. Awww poor burnsy, I feel a little bit sorry for him, but then again I don't cause its too hilarious. Char jumps up and gives me a pat on the back, before walking over to the door and resting against the side of the frame. Putting up one leg behind her to rest on, she grabs out her phone and scroll through it, and she does all that with the teachers back to her.

"Jelen sir." She says still looking at her phone, giving poor old burnsy a fright for the stars. And what's worse, was that she was rocking the Hungarian Language as well as the accent. Like c'mon, not fair. Does something just hate me or what.

Putting her phone away, she walks through the room like she owns the place and head to the back and sits next to Em. My turn, I thought to myself. And thank you, Char, through that she managed to close the door behind her. Ahh, this is where my plan comes into action. I think while rubbing my hands. Pulling out my iphone, I search up the song that I'm looking for. Turning up my volume full bull, I wait for it to load.

"Sophia Cri-" Mr Burns gets cut off by me knocking the door. Before he can answer, I start playing the song.

Elsa?

Do you want to build a snowman?

Come on, let's go and play!

I never see you anymore

Come out the door

It's like you've gone away

We used to be best buddies

And now we're not

I wish you would tell me why!

Do you want to build a snowman?

It doesn't have to be a snowman

"Whoever this is, you can come out now!" Mr Burns said in an exasperated tone.

"No, you're meant to say, 'Go away Arna'. No, no, this won't work. Just not acceptable." I replied after banging open the door, to see my whole class of homegroup laughing. And you know what happened. I finally mustered a directors voice. Well, that took its time, now all the other accents to go. Ugh, this is gonna take forever.