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| PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr for Friday Fictioneers |
"Ok, You! Glasses! Get your ass up here and solve this!"
"Schmidt, mm..my name is Schmidt, Sir. "
"Were you a snail in your previous life, walk faster!"
Muffled giggles filled the air.
"You, Angrybird! You are up next. Wipe that scowl and get ready. And ponytail, kill the chuckle, will ya!?"
The giggles got softer. Cheeks flushed. Air was hot.
Next day when the teacher came into class, 'Welcome, Mr. Bleach' was written in bold all over the blackboard. If his face turned pale, nobody knew.
PS : This is a less-than-100-words fiction written for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff.
