With a miraculous landing, the plane slid onto the floor and you could see Ms Shannon's eyes glancing at it, she lifted it up in front of her face and observed it through her thick rimmed glasses, she sighed, she hot air from her mouth almost blowing you off the paper as you hung for dear life.
"Zoe, come here." she said in a low tone.
Ms Shannon put the plane on her desk, and left the room with Zoe, immediately after the room erupted with noise and crazed students.
The minute they heard the door creak, they stopped and returned to their seats, but all that mattered was that there was a quiz on the table, and Ms Shannon was planning to pass it out, so you would be with Vanessa again.
Ms Shannon walked into the room again alone, Zoe had dissapeared and you had guessed she was sent to the office, like usual.
You saw Ms Shannon place something in her pocket, a little flask or tiny bottle of some sort, but you payed it no mind, and began to find what paper would be passed to Vanessa.
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