you were gazing out the window in the middle of class bored out of your mind and then suddenly you heard footsteps coming your way…you looked up to see a tall figure staring down at you “What do you think your doing hm?”it was Scaramouche your new young history teacher.He was strict but most of the girls would fall head over heels for him. Who knows why? He was speaking in a deep tone you could tell that he was angry “come on I’m waiting. What were you doing??”