Immediately, my over-imaginative brain began screaming. "We're all going to die! It's the end of civilization! The world is ending!"
I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I mean, come on. Belle wouldn't go to those extremes.
"What's so funny?" Belle's enraged voice asked.
She couldn't go to those extremes, right? I was starting to get worried. Should I keep quite? Maybe I shouldn't talk for the next couple of days. Actually, months is better. Of course, my brain thought one thing and my mouth said another.
"You," I found myself answering. "You're funny. Did you seriously crash?"
Belle growled. Uh oh! Inside, I was screaming. I wanted to run. Get far, far away from Belle. But my legs wouldn't move.
"This. Is. All. Your. Fault!" Belle burst out. She came storming towards me and pointed the broken bottle to my face. "I hit my head on this bottle. I failed my test. Worst of all, you are perfectly fine!"
I shielded my face with my arms as Belle was about to pounce. Luckily, the teacher grabbed her just in time.
"That's enough, Belle! To the principle's office, now!" the teacher exclaimed.
Belle growled at me again and I snickered as she left the classroom.
"Ok, class, continue doing your work," the teacher ordered.
Then, not much happened. Nothing interesting. Unless you count me looking out the window to see a class play soccer interesting. I followed the soccer ball with my eyes as it rolled across the field. In the half hour I spent watching the class play, not a single point was scored.
After what seemed like an eternity, the bell rang and I headed to my locker.