You take your seat. It was completely ridiculous what happened! It wasn't your fault at all! You perish the thought. No point in thinking about it now, nothing you can do about it anyway. You're already nearing the end of your final year in school, only about a month until graduation so its better to not cause more unnecessary trouble. You look around the room, its only you. All you need to do is hope THAT teacher isn't overseeing detention today. You hear the door creak open and watch as Ms. Fiera walks in.

Just you today, hm? Ms. Fiera walks up to you and leans over your desk. Ay, alborotador... what brought you here? she says after an exasperated sigh.