You stand with the note crumpled in your hand. You won't give them the satisfaction of you reading their insults. You start to walk to the waste bin by the door to the classroom when Miss Fraser's voice causes you to jump.
"Daniel! Is there a reason you are not in your seat? I told you you will have to wait until the end of class to use the res-" she stops, noticing your fist balled around the note. "What do you have there, Daniel? Bring it here."
Your face is even redder than before as you slowly walk to the projector and hand Miss Fraser the note. She unfolds it and begins examining whatever is on it, a smile slowly growing on her face. "Ah, I see." She puts the paper onto the overhead projector so that it is projected onto the wall behind her for everyone to see.
It is a drawing of you wetting your pants and crying with a speech bubble over your head that reads "I wet myself Miss Fraser, because I'm just a baby!"
Everyone begins to laugh and you blush beet red, once again hanging your head in shame. "Daniel, if this is what you wanted to tell me you could have waited until the end of class!" Miss Fraser says, clearly enjoying your embarrassment.
"Go sit down and see me after class." she says, beginning to return to the lesson...
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