"psst... psst... ps-"

"What do you want!?!?" I whisper yell.

"You in my bed..." He smirked.

I scoff and roll my eyes.

"Aww you finally joined the real world" I say in the tone I'd use to trick a toddler into thinking I liked their artwork.

"What?" He asks, dumbfounded.

"You finally realized you can't always get what you want, that's a huge step in someone's life!" I declare, still in my previous tone.

"(Y/LN), Sanders, what were you discussing that is so important!?"

Before Thomas can reply I do.

"Sorry teach, it's just, Thomas wants so badly to lead us into our Macbeth discussion tomorrow."

"And (y/n) here was saying she would love to finish the discussion on Romeo and Juliet."

"Alrightly then, Thomas will speak tomorrow, and (y/n) will finish today's lesson."

"Thank you Mrs. Marbles!!!" I exclaim, "I absolutely love Romeo and Juliet, it's my favorite of all of Shakespeare's writing!"

"Teacher's pet.." Thomas scoffs.

I put my lips to his ear so that it's barely touching it, and whisper, "bow-wow mother fucker..."

I then walk to the front of the class.

"Philip!" I declare, "you play Romeo!!"

"Yay!" He cheers walking to the front of the class.

We then play the parts of everyone in Romeo and Juliet, changing our voices for each character.

The class would laugh with us at our rediculousness, but I could tell they were laughing with us.

But even in my happy, laughing state, something deep down told me...

I was in big trouble...