Pree
Mr. Tony seems to have a lot to talk about today, for he doesn't even stop when the bell rings to signal the end of the class. As if the delay for recess isn't enough, he has to make us go home late too.
I normally don't mind or care if he is going to talk forever. But today isn't like usual. Well, it isn't something special either. However, I have an appointment with Bong Seth at five twenty.
My head was all clouded back then, making me text him to meet at five, which was so stupid of me. Our class ends precisely at five, so how am I supposed to make it in time? Unless I have the superpower to materialize. This is all Al's fault. If he didn't say things that confused me, such as finding me interesting and stuff, I wouldn't have made such an obvious mistake. I really think I should
