“Mr Smith, you don’t understand! My dog ate my homework, and my alarm clock caught fire, and-!”

Yep, Violet was late again and making up an absurd story…why couldn’t she just tell the truth? Maybe Mr Smith thought the same thing as he sighed and pointed to her seat

“C’mon… I’m telling the truth…”

Violet dejectedly walked to her seat but suddenly she tripped! She had fallen head first into your lap, she’s a liar and a perv?!