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After that scene, I just realized something important. "Oh my gosh. Jake! We're going to be late for school!" I said, grabbing his hand and ran for my life.
When we got there, classes has already started and the school gates were closed. Meaning that there was no other way we could get in there, except going in the office. I know we could go through the school office and all that. But our principal, Mr. McTilleef (Ok ok, don't bust a gut laughing at his name ok?), is extremely strict about tardies. Especially if they're seniors and they just happened to be suspended for a week because they were having a fight in the cafeteria. Ring a bell? Thought so. "Hey, maybe we could skip," suggested Jake.
I gave him a glare. He shrugged. He knew better. I just couldn't do it. Skipping school was totally not in my league. I tried to think of a plan to get past the principal without him noticing. While I was doing that, Jake tried to climb over the school gates. I shook my head when he fumbled on the gate and fell off into Mr. McTilleef's prized bushes. Boys and their simple, simple minds. "Don't just stand there! Help me up!" said Jake, struggling to get out of the bushes before anyone noticed.
I rolled my eyes and tried to pry Jake out of the bushes. What I didn't know, was that Mr. McTileef came out of his office to check what was going on outside. Luckily, Jake saw him coming, and pulled me in the bushes.
"Aghhh!!!" I screamed, punching Jake for dragging me in the bushes.
He covered my mouth and whispered, "Shhh, Mr. McTileef's coming, stupid,"
I stopped fussing and looked out the bushes. I saw Mr. McTileef approaching the school gates. I gulped, hoping that we would camouflage ourselves in the bushes. I looked at Jake. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt today. So mcuh for blending in. I looked at myself. Hmm, a purple shirt with white stripes. Does that blend in? I didn't think so. It was comfortable in there though; I was sitting in Jake's lap,. Which was kinda awkward for me, yet Jake seems to enjoy it. When Mr. McTileef came close to his bushes, I held my breath, and I could feel Jake's breathing stop as well. Mr. McTileef had a pair of clippers in his hand. Oh no. Not now! Doens't he have better things to do than trim his bushes?? Well, I couldn't blame the guy. Today was the annual anniversary of his prized winning bushes and that there's always a contest between the schools and their "perfectly" trimmed bushes. Today's the contest I think. Wait, TODAY'S THE CONTEST?? "Jake! Today's the bush contest thingie!! What do we do??" I hissed, in his ear.
Jake looked at me as if I was speaking in a different language. Oh, of course. He never knew about the stupid bush contest thingie we had every year because he just came! There was no time to hesitate. We've got to get out of these bushes before one of us loses a finger or possibly a hand. As I struggled to get out the bush, Jake held me back. I turned my head back at him. "What the heck do you think you're doing? You want to get caught? Don't count me in it!" I whispered, fiercely.
"Dude, didn't you tell me Mr. McTilleef was coming this way? I should be asking you what the heck are you doing?" retorted Jake, putting me in his lap again.
Huh, I was so worried about getting caught, I totally forgot the fact Mr. McTilleef was coming towards us. Heh heh, not funny. I sucked in my breath as Mr. McTilleef was cutting the bush right next to us. When he was done, he moved on to us. He was going to notice us. No duh. Something that's yellow and purple in a green bush that's moving is rarely ignored. Especially for nosy people like Mr. McTilleef. Jake must have known I was really freaking out, because he pulled me even closer. So close that someone could mistake us as one person. It's over. Not only we were in the principal's prized bushes, we were definately late for school now. Ugh, good bye to my careers and my life. Good bye to all.