Monday.
We only have one class, which was Physical Education 2. I still don't know what we'll take up for this semester. But I knew that it's either Dance or Martial Arts. I don't know what I want to take up. I just want to finish this semester.
When I arrived at school, it was 8:58 AM, and I marched fast towards the Gymnasium. Some of my blockmates were already asking where I was. In about a minute or two, I arrived at the Gymnasium and looked for my classmates immediately. I saw my other blockmates who were from the other PE section. They were boys anyway. Then, I looked left and I saw my classmates signaling me to come up. I noticed that the teacher wasn't there yet. That made me relieved. But when I went up, they told me that the teacher went out for an emergency meeting. But, of course, I didn't panic. Why would I? It was still 9:05 AM. I'm not that late, am I?
We waited for our teacher. And waited. And waited.
The other sections went home, leaving us in the Gymnasium, waiting for our teacher. Fifty minutes later, we decided to look for our teacher and ask her if we can go home now. But when we went outside, the meeting was still taking place. So, we just didn't bother to ask, and just went home of our own free will.
What if our teacher went back to just tell us that we can go home? *Eyes flash* Oh my God. I don't know. First meeting, first... mistake? *laughs*
Well, I don't mind. It's still the first meeting. No discussions, no attendance.
Or is there?
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