Chapter 17

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In Miss Mendeleiev's classroom, Miss Mendeleiev writes down a few chemistry formulas. Then, Adrien walked into the classroom late.

Miss Mendeleiev: Adrien, you're late.

Adrien: Sorry, Miss Mendeleiev. *He sits next to Nino. *

Miss Mendeleiev: Okay, students. Today we're gonna learn about the chemical of sulfuric acid. Now...

Marinette: 'Adrien's late again? Hmm. That never happened to him before.'

Miss Mendeleiev: Your assignment is to make the sulfuric acid and watch it sizzle up. Even though sulfur is a nauseous gas and can smell, this acid is poisonous.

Alya: Wow. Tough one.

Miss Mendeleiev: This is partner work, people. You can get started on it. *Everybody gets started on their chemistry work. *

Alya: Have you heard of the field trip?

Marinette: Yeah. Not sure if I wanna go.

Alya: Why not? You are half Italian, why don't you wanna go?

Marinette: 'I have a city to protect from danger.' I just have other stuff to do during the summer.

Alya: Oh come on, this trip could be fun.

Marinette: Fine. I'll think about it. Ssh. *They make sulfuric acid. *

Nino: You okay?

Adrien: I'm fine! *He accidentally put too much sulfuric acid in the beaker and poured in the water and the acid spilled all over the table, Miss Mendeleiev saw what happened. *

Miss Mendeleiev: What happened? I assume one of you has done this

Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.

Miss Mendeleiev: What happened? I assume one of you has done this.

Adrien: I did it, Miss Mendeleiev. I'm sorry.

Miss Mendeleiev: I don't know what has gotten into, Adrien. You showed up late to class and now this. I'm gonna have to call your father after school and tell him what's going on.

 I'm gonna have to call your father after school and tell him what's going on

Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.

Adrien: 'Oh no. I'm gonna be in big trouble with him.'

Miss Mendeleiev: I'll have the janitor clean this up before the end of the day

Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.

Miss Mendeleiev: I'll have the janitor clean this up before the end of the day. Just sit and wait for the bell to ring. *She walked back to her desk and Adrien looked sad. *

Nino: (patting on Adrien's shoulder) Bummer, dude

Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.

Nino: (patting on Adrien's shoulder) Bummer, dude.

Chloé: Poor Adrikins. I bet Marinette told him to do that just to get him in trouble. Well, I won't allow that.

Sabrina: But Chloé...

Chloé: Quiet! And did you find out what those losers were talking about?

Chloé: Quiet! And did you find out what those losers were talking about?

Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.

Sabrina: Well, Marinette kissed a boy.

Sabrina: Well, Marinette kissed a boy

Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.

Chloé: WHAT?!

Miss Mendeleiev: Chloé! Be quiet or do you want me to call your father too?

Chloé: No, no. I'm sorry. *Miss Mendeleiev squinted her eyes and scowled at Chloé too. *

Miss Mendeleiev: This is your last warning. One more outburst and I'll call your father.

Chloé: I promise. No more. *Miss Mendeleiev wrote some stuff down on the board. * Who is this boy?

Sabrina: I think it's Juleka's brother Luka.

Chloé: What? That freaky weirdo has a brother and Dupain-Cheng kissed him? Ugh. That's ridiculous utterly ridiculous! 'I'll put an end to it sooner or later. Watch your back, Marinette.'

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Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.
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