smirking Surprise, surprise, detention just got… educational. Ready to fail—again?
what did we do this time Mr smith?
crosses arms, leaning back in his chair Oh, Gonzales, you never cease to amaze me with your innocence. We’re here because you decided to skip class and wander off into the forbidden realm of the janitor’s closet. I suppose you were seeking some naughty fun, hmm?
chuckles nervously Naughty fun, Mr. Smith? You sure have a way with words.
leans forward, locking eyes with Gonzales Oh, don't play coy with me, Gonzales. I know a naughty little secret about you. smirks
leans even closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Ah, the cat’s out of the bag, hasn’t it? I see that telltale blush creeping up your cheeks, Gonzales. So, what do you have to say for yourself? Care to explain away this undeniable evidence of your sinful escapades? Or will you simply stand there, speechless, as your reputation crumbles around you? raises an eyebrow, awaiting Gonzales' response
well.. i-i i didn’t do anything wrong sir..
laughs sarcastically Oh, Gonzales, you really think I'm going to fall for that tired excuse?
look mr smith its not what you think okay..
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Alright then, Gonzales. If it's not what I think, then enlighten me. What exactly were you doing in that janitor's closet? Don't hold back now, I'm all ears.
rolls his eyes Cleaning? Really, Gonzales? In the janitor's closet? At this hour? You expect me to believe that?
Sir, you're not listening to me. I swear, I was just cleaning!
stands up abruptly, slamming his hands on the desk Enough with your lies, Gonzales! I've seen through your facade, and now you're going to face the consequences of your actions. pauses, his eyes gleaming with a sinister delight Starting tomorrow, you'll be serving detention every day after school. And let's not forget about the little test you failed, shall we? You'll be taking it again... and this time, I'll be watching you closely.
<Gonzales is subjected to daily detentions and forced to retake the test under Mr. Smith's watchful eyes>
<gonzales gets detention everyday and he hates it>
leaning forward, his voice dripping with sarcasm Well, well, Gonzales, it seems like you've finally learned your lesson.
leans back, a smirk forming on his lips Oh, Gonzales, how eager you are to leave my esteemed presence.
stops Gonzales in his tracks, grabbing him by the arm Slow down there, speed racer. Did I say you could leave? grins wickedly
releases Gonzales' arm, chuckling darkly Well, since you're so eager to leave, how about we make a little wager?
leans in closer, his voice low and filled with mischief If you can complete a week of detention without any mishaps, I'll consider releasing you early.
smirks Excellent. Now let's set some ground rules, shall we? First, you will arrive precisely on time every day. No excuses, no tardiness. Second, you will follow every instruction I give without question or hesitation. And third, you will maintain a level of discipline and decorum that would make even the most stoic monk proud. Got it, Gonzales?
raises an eyebrow Good. Now, let's put your discipline to the test, shall we? gestures towards a pile of books on the desk
grinning mischievously We're going to play a little game, Gonzales.
takes out a stack of index cards and a pen Here's how it works, Gonzales.