Teacher Trouble

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(A/N: Sorry, but I couldn't find a song for this chapter. So, yes, just read now anyway.)

2 Days Later

Pencil's POV:
I walked into Language Arts class. Suddenly, I noticed Pen wasn't at his desk. I saw him entering the washroom before class started, and he knew I knew. The teacher was doing attendance. I wonder if I should tell her he was using the washroom and was in school on time.. She was calling out the M last names. He was yet to be called. Now she was calling the O names. He was next! I'm not going to say anything. He deserves to get in trouble. I mean, He hurt me and didn't get in trouble for that! "Pen Papes." She called out. After a few seconds, when she didn't hear his name, she called out again. "Pen Papes?" Again, there was no answer. She stood up and looked around the classroom. No Pen. She then asked everyone, "Has anyone seen Pen Papes?" She asked. No one answered for a few seconds. She narrowed her eyes, so we knew she was being serious. "No." I finally muttered, to get it over with. Suddenly, he ran into the classroom!

"I'm here!" He yelled, panting heavily.

Everyone stared. No one said anything for a brief few moments. Then the teacher spoke up. "Pen Papes." She said, sternly. "You're late." He looked terrified. "B-but I was in the washroom!" He stuttered. "No one said they saw you entering." The teacher replied, raising an eyebrow. Blocky spoke up. "Even Pencil said she didn't see you!" He cooed in a sarcastic voice. Oh, no. Not this again. Pen shot me an angry look. Everybody laughed. They always makes fun of this.  "Ahem!" The teacher coughed. Everyone stopped immediately and sat up straight. "Pen Papes, for being late, and for lying to your teacher, you have 2 hours of detention, after school." She announced. Everyone stared at him. She handed him a bright, pink slip and he trudged to his desk beside mine. He glared at me. I shot a nasty look his way, and then I looked back, straight to the board. We learned LA, for the rest of that period.

After another period and recess...

Pen's POV:
Pencil is getting on my nerves now. She didn't say anything about me not being late for school! I know she saw me entering the washroom! I am so sick of this all. I don't even I think i did anything THIS bad! I am so getting payback on her. I walked into the Science room, once again, since yesterday. "Alright, students, we'll be exploring chemicals today. Please put on your lab coats, and goggles." The teacher informed us. I grabbed a lab coat, and a pair of goggles and put them both on. At a table, I found some test tubes and mixed some chemicals. Our teacher was keeping a very attentive eye on us, to make sure we didn't mix any certain chemicals together that caused a violent reaction. Suddenly, I saw Pencil about to mix Ammonia and Bleach. Oh No.. That mixture creates toxic chloramine vapors..  I saw the teacher running from across the room, trying to stop her in time! But I was a few metres away from Pencil! I've got to stop her! I thought. She was about to pour the bleach in. "STOP!" I yelled. She looked up, in shock, but still was about to pour it in. Right before it tilted over and poured the bleach in, I pushed Pencil away! The bleach was knocked out of her hands and instead, it spilled all over the floor. The teacher sighed in relief. "Pen! Thank you for saving us!" He sounded really happy. He came and even hugged me. All the other students were breathing heavily. They all came around me, and hugged and cheered. Wow! I'm a hero!

Pencil's POV:
I was still on the floor, huffing, and puffing. Some of my bones ached. Pen pushed me! Everyone is around HIM. No one asked if I was okay! Then the teacher came to me. "Pencil! You almost killed us, and almost caused severe damage to the classroom! And look at the mess you've made!" He pointed to the floor. "But it's not my fault! Pen pu-" I started. He looked like he didn't want to hear it. "Pen, you don't have to visit detention today. I'll have it canceled. And, Pencil, you are in deep, deep trouble! Detention for you!" He yelled. Everyone stared at me. Except Pen. He shot me a look that said, Revenge is sweet.

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