I sighed as I walked down the corridors, avoiding everyone as much as possible and getting to class ASAP. I stared at the door for a moment as I paused. There'll be a whoopy cushion on my chair... Or maybe a whipped cream pie to the face when I sat down. Nope. Instead, I slowly walked through the History room's door to be bonked on the head with a bucket and being drenched in water. You notice it was me and not the teacher. 'Not cool!' I snapped, though I knew I shouldn't 'I swear-'
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