I woke up to see the face of Principal Caldecott looking at me.
"Mrs. Caldecott? Wh-what are you doing in my bedroom?"
"Dude, don't call me that!" The woman said. Then everything came rushing back.
"Sorry, man, I forgot what happened! "I said in Willow's voice as I sat up. All around me were the sleeping forms of students.
"What's up?" I asked.
Mrs. Caldecott's face went red.
"I, uh... I gotta go to the bathroom, "said Tyler.
"So? Just... oh, yeah." I said. We were silent for about five minutes straight, until Tyler broke down crying.
"I can't do this, man! Dammit! I can't do this anymore!" he said through grit teeth.
"Uh, maybe tell a teacher or something? Dude, I dunno what to tell you!" I said. I noticed some other kids stirring, and silenced my voice to a whisper.
"Just... just don't look, "I said.
He groaned. "This is the worst thing ever."
"I know, man, but you'll get through it."
"Ok, ok, ok, "he said, steadying himself, "I can do this. I can do this, "he continued whispering the same thing as he slowly tiptoed out of the room.
Suddenly, I heard Tyler scream!
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