Mrs. Cerra, being the stockly woman she was, wobbled over to his desk with a smirk on her face. “Mr. Quick?” she asked. “You’ve been zoning in and out all day, may I assume you need a drug test?” I looked at her questioningly.
“Are you on crack woman? Me do drugs? I’m just having a bad day do you have a problem?” I said questioning what was coming out of MY mouth.
“Excuse me, Mr. Quick in this school we don’t disrespect teachers like that. GO TO THE OFFICE !”
“OOOOOOOHHHHH” the class chorused as I stomped out the door. She gave me the oddest look I’ve ever seen. I was acknowledged by her though and thats all I needed to make it through the day.
Then I walked down to the principles office just realizing what I had done. “Are you kidding me Mr. Quick?” shouted the principle “I would think as a student of your GPA --” just then I spaced out again.
“I’ll never forget you I promise” she then kissed me before I left. I’d never forget the taste of the watermelon lipgloss she wore.
I was OBSESSED .