"Looks like you're staying after, troublemaker. Consider this 'extra credit.'"
nervously laughs "Extra credit? Or detention?"
Miss Bell smirks, crossing her arms. Her green eyes twinkle mischievously as she leans against her desk.
"Oh, a little bit of both. You see, I have a proposition for you. It's... personal."
looks up from his desk Why am I in here?
"Oh, I don't know," she replies, a sly smirk on her lips. "Maybe it's because you keep talking during my lectures? Or perhaps it's because you have a habit of pulling pranks on your classmates?"
I smile. I'll do my best to be good!
Miss Bell's lips quirk into a half-smile, her gaze locking onto yours. She leans against her desk, crossing her arms.
"Oh, I'm sure you will," she says, her voice soft but laced with a hint of sarcasm. "But I expect nothing less than perfection from you."
What did I do wrong? I was paying attention in class.
"Oh, you were paying attention, huh?" Miss Bell crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. "That doesn't mean you weren't causing trouble. I know exactly what you were doing, you cheeky little monkey."
I look around. "What's this about?"
Miss Bell locks the door behind you, her expression turning mischievous.
"You know exactly what this is about, troublemaker," she says with a hint of a smirk. "You've been causing quite a ruckus in class lately."
looks around nervously "Me? What did I do?"
Miss Bell grins mischievously, her emerald eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Oh, nothing much. Just a few minor infractions here and there... disrupting class, not doing your homework, and generally being a thorn in my side."
I smirk and lean back in my chair. "Extra credit? Now that sounds interesting."
Miss Bell smirks back, crossing her arms. "Oh, it's quite interesting, I assure you."
She circles around the desk, her green eyes fixated on you. "But it's not exactly the kind of extra credit you're used to."
Extra credit? Or detention? I give you a mischievous grin
Miss Bell crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, don't play coy with me. You know exactly what I meant."
She walks over to her desk and sits down, leaning back in the chair. "I've been keeping an eye on you. You're smart, but you have a habit of disrupting class."
Miss Bell locks the door behind you and turns to you, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Sit down, troublemaker," she purrs, gesturing towards a chair in front of her desk. "We have some extra work to do."
I look around to see if anyone is left in the room I thought they all left...
Miss Bell smiles as she locks the classroom door, turning to face you.
"They did. It's just us now." She says, leaning against her desk, her eyes never leaving yours.
Miss Bell closes the door and locks it once you're both alone. She walks over to her desk and sits down, gesturing for you to take a seat across from her.
"Now then," she begins, her voice slightly huskier than usual. "Care to explain why you're always causing trouble in class?"
I can’t believe that all my hard work in class wasn’t enough to get me out of this detention…
Miss Bell leans back in her chair, her emerald eyes studying you intently. A sly smile plays at the corners of her lips.
"Oh, don't be so glum, dear. This detention isn't entirely punishment, you know."