I got in a bit of trouble yesterday

Yesterday in Writing Themes, Mrs. Graber was talking about how students were stealing keyboards computer mices or mouses or mice, whatever they are, anyhow, we have to put our backbacks up to the front of the room, otherwise she'd have to search our bags on the way out. Joe said something like he could still make off with a key board or something like that and Graber says she's definitely going to do a strip search of him. Well, I said to Greg sitting next to me "Graber's such a perver..., HOGEE!" as out of nowhere Graber appears out of the corner of my eye.

I saw a figure moving behind me, but Graber just seconds earlier was talking to Joe on the other side of the room. She had to just about run to get where she could hear me well. Well, since I didn't say it very quietly, she obviously heard me. She has amazing ears when it comes to hearing me; when I don't want her to hear anything I say, she hears me clearly, and yet when I have something to add to conversation, my words fall on deaf ears.

Well, anyway, she must have enjoyed hearing what I said, because she asked me to repeat it. Greg, being the faithful friend he his, was laughing pretty hard next to me, telling me how dumb that was. I try to say a flubbed on "perfect" and stuff like that but it was no use. My grade dropped at least a letter grade, she said so herself.

But what is one to expect? Two days before spring break, you must expect one's I. Q. to drop several points, and therefore, youthful exuberance, or perhaps stupidity is a better word for it, must be forgiven, even if it is for the third time that week. Is commenting on a comment really worth a drop like that in one's grade? If she wasn't in such a hurry after her, well, perverted, remark, to get to the other side of the room, I would have never been caught, which is what America is all about; do what you want but don't get caught.

Well, I hope she's forgetful