"Attention, high school students," our highschool coordinator said in a clear and loud voice, in the middle of the hallway.

Every highschool student stopped what they were doing. Some stopped walking in the hallway. Some heard it from inside their classroom and went out to pay attention. Some even went out of the canteen to see what is going on. "I know it is your recess, but I want you to go to the grade nine classroom. A possible future teacher will do a demo."

I was alone inside the grade nine room (as always) and I sighed, sitting on the floor, "I want solitude at the moment, for the love of-"

Few by few, the highschool students came in the classroom and went to sit in different places. Our coordinator went in and added, "Oh, I forgot. You should bring your own chairs."

Everyone moaned as they went back to their rooms to get their chairs. "Lucky I am in ninth grade," I smirked, as I stood up and sat on my chair. Immanuel went to sit on her chair as well (there are actually three of us students in my class, but one was absent for a week).

Every other highschool student came back carrying a chair and sat on them. "Are you all complete?" Our coordinator asked. Seems like we are, anyway. Except for an absent classmate.

"What the hell is the subject?" I thought to myself. I turned to my left to see Immanuel, a classmate of mine, talking to an eleventh grader. They were being loud but I did not mind at first.

The new teacher came in and said "hello" to all of us. "Stay quiet," a schoolmate said.

The students stayed silent. Except...

"These two though," I said to myself, looking at Immanuel and "????" (Well I was not sure if it was 'this schoolmate' or 'that,' but all I remember is the schoolmate Immanuel was talking to is a female eleventh grader--you know what? I'll just combine their names--Trisha).

The demo teacher started discussing the lesson. I tried my best to listen but Immanuel and Trisha are getting on my nerve. "Why is no one telling them to shut up?" I asked myself. "I'll just do it myself."

"Hey, guys! Be quiet!" I warned. "Immanuel! Trisha! Hey! Please stop talking for a bit!"

The demo teacher looked back from the blackboard seeing me warn to of my friends to be quiet. But what's the point? The only thing he sees is that there were three girls being very noisy. "Come with me," The demo teacher called. "You are the three noisiest students in the class."

The three of us stood up and went of of the room, the teacher following by. I had an angry look on my face. If it wasn't for those two bastards, I won't be in this situation. I sighed.

The teacher closed the classroom door and suddenly said, "As a punishment, you guys will be trapped in my room, doing a life simulation. I wil let your parents know that you are trapped there next Saturday, after, I will kill you the Monday after that."

The three of us thought that he was just kidding.

But he was serious.

HEEEEEEY 'tis Ari :)
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