¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Sonea... was actually being good? Could he call it that, or did she just want to get out of this, er, mess? He was going to believe the latter, but she did a wonderful job of getting them out of trouble. From what he understood, she wasn't lying that much either. She just left out some parts. Other than that, she was telling the truth. Kind of. In an excellent way, too. If he wasn't so worried for himself, he would have appreciated her brain.
No one helped him up. Maybe the professor didn't see how much shaken he was? Whatever the reason, it was kind of rude. He didn't show his annoyance though. His muscles felt less weaker, so he got up on his own and eyed the professor. He wasn't going to look at Sonea, though. Never. He was done trusting the girl.
... "Pardon?" They were... he was... he was setting them FREE! He laughed maniacally shortly before composing himself. "I mean, I understand completely." No detention, no point loss!
YESSSSSSSSSS. He owed Sonea one.
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