Chapter 4: Detention
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Trevor made his way to his class and headed straight to his seat.
Immediately he took his seat, the bell rang and the class teacher, Mrs. Benson, entered class.
"Good morning" greeted Mrs. Benson as she headed to her desk and placed her hand bag on it.
Mrs. Benson looked to be in her late 40's. About 2 meters in height. She maintained her self quite well though age was catching up to her.
"Good morning Mrs Benson" replied the entire class on unison.
Trevor had grown tired of this whole greeting replying thing though he had just enrolled in this school about a week ago. He just kept quite when Mrs Benson spoke.
"Can y'all hand in last week's Friday home work now. If you didn't do my homework am afraid ill have to put you through detention" Mrs Benson seemed to be in a rather bad mood today.
"Pss.. Pss. New kid! Did you complete your homework." asked a girl who sat right of Trevor's desk.
Her voiced sounded a little low but still felt feminine.
She had short red hair that reached her shoulders, most girls envied her in school because of that and often bullied and tease her. That's why she cut it short.
A pretty face with freckles on her nose.
Beautiful brown eyes that gleamed when sun light fell on them.
She wasn't that curvaceous nor that skinny she was in the middle.
She was truly a beauty to behold.
Trevor looked in the direction of the low feminine voice as his heart skipped a beat.
He had crushed on her ever since last week when he enrolled to school.
There was something about those brown eyes that glowed when the sunlight hit them and the cute freckles on her nose that he liked.
"Nope. I didn't understand any of the homework" he replied.
"Too bad, it looks like you'll be going in for detention and Mrs Benson look to be in a bad mood today. I could have helped you if you had come to school a little early." said the girl with the low toned voice in a saddened expression.
She then stood up and walked to Mrs. Benson's desk and placed placed her exercise book along with the heap of books on the desk.
She walked back to her seated and gave Trevor a pitiful stare.
Trevor felt rather calm and that was odd. Given the circumstances right now, she should be worried of a way to ask for pardon and avoid punishment.
Trevor had always kept a slogan in his mind "Today maybe terrible, but it will eventually end tomorrow".
That's what kept him calm during this dire situation.
"Who hasn't handed in his/her homework? There are 39 books here and the class total is 40. I repeat again who hast handed in his homework.!" said Mrs. Benson in an escalating tone.
The girl with red hair next to Trevor could only feel scared for him.
Trevor raised his arm when Mrs. Benson asked about the missing homework.
" Young man can you come to the front of the class and explain to us why you didn't do your homework.!" said Mrs. Benson angrily when she saw him rising his arm.
Trevor stood up from his seat and walked to the front of the class.
Everyone had their eyes fixed on him, either feeling scared for him or excited about the drama about to unfold in front of them.
The class fell in to an award silence as they watched Trevor walk up to Mrs. Benson.
"What's your name?"asked Mrs. Benson in an unpleased manner.
" Trevor. Trevor Alphaman. "replied Trevor sincerely as he stretched out his hand to greet Mrs. Benson.
The whole class burst into laughter about the latter's actions. It was like he didn't realize he was in big trouble. He offered a hand shake like as if he were an intern greeting his employer after getting the job.
He couldn't help but feel a little scared. With all the eyes fixed on him and the laughter , there's no way he couldn't. He kept on playing his slogan in his head.
"So..... Mr. Trevor. Why didn't you complete your homework.?"asked Mrs. Benson clearly amused by his actions.
" I didn't know what to write mam" answers Trevor sincerely.
Again, the class burst into another round of laughter, it was like they had come to watch a comedy show today.
Trevor got really embarrassed hearing the whole class laugh at him.
He truly didn't know what to write. He had just enrolled in this school and found a completely different subject from the one he was doing in his previous school.
Would he be wrong if he said he didn't know what to write.
Mrs. Benson's face turned red in anger.
This student surely knew how to push her buttons.
"Shut up!" shouted Mrs. Benson, making the class filled with laughter earlier silent again.
"Aren't you a new student here. I don't care about which ever school you came from and whether you would do your homework or not.
Your now in Maxwell prime and here, it's a must you must do and hand in your assignment. Detention!!" said Mrs. Benson angrily.
Trevor would surely remember this Monday his whole life.
The day he got sent to detention for his very first time.
The day he left a bad impression on the teacher.
Trevor walked back to his desk silently, with all eyes fixed on him, and sat down.
"I'm really sorry you had Ringo through all this." said the red haired girl. Next to him.
"It's okay, it's not your fault. I blame my bad luck" replied Trevor with a slight smirk on his face.
Well, at least the worst part had come to pass and now thing can go back to normal. This only served to prove his slogan right again.
"Open your books to page 45." said Mrs Morgan picking out a brown text book from her hand bag and flipping through its pages.
Everyone who was still making fun about how Trevor offered his hand to Mrs. Benson stopped and flipped through their books.
Those that didn't hear Mrs. Benson clearly still thinking about the drama that took place with a wide grin, ear to ear, snapped out of their daze and asked those close to them what Mrs. Benson said. ...... *please like and comment *
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