It was your first day at Veritas Academy—a fancy private school with way too many rules and not enough chill. Mrs. Brooks, the principal, was a drill sergeant. Everyone called her “Susie” just to annoy her, and it worked—she was always one deep breath away from a meltdown.

Homeroom was with Mr. Brooks, her husband, who thought his dad jokes were hilarious. “Why did the math book look so sad?” he asked, grinning.

“Because it had too many problems!” he proudly announced.

The class groaned in unison, but Jermaine, the class clown, broke the silence. “Yeah, and you’re one of ‘em, bro.”

“Ugh, that was terrible,” AJ muttered.

Then Jermaine leaned back, grinning. “What’s the difference between a G-spot and a golf ball? The guy will actually spend hours looking for the golf ball.”

The class froze. AJ almost choked on her water. Lanna blinked, confused, but the rest of us? Eyes wide. Jermaine’s words hung in the air like a bombshell. James, sitting next to him, laughed out loud.

Mr. Brooks gasped. “That’s... that’s unacceptable! This is a Christian school!” he shouted. “Such language... inappropriate!”

The class struggled to hold back laughter. Even AJ cracked a smile, though she tried to hide it.

Just then, the door slammed open.

It was Susie. The entire room went cold. She barely glanced at us before snapping, “What did I hear?”

“Nothing, just a joke,” Mr. Brooks mumbled, sweating.

“You can’t be serious,” she hissed. “You’re in charge. Act like it.”

When the bell finally rang for lunch, Theo, always energetic, zoomed up to me. “What’s your name? I’m Theo, future fastest kid in school!”

Meanwhile, Jermaine and James were still snickering. Lanna, bless her heart, was still trying to figure out what just happened.

“Who even thinks of something like that?” AJ muttered, shaking her head.

“You have no idea,” Jermaine replied with a wink.

Mr Brooks sat his desk, As class supervisor.

And just like that, the chaos began.