Chapter eight

He raised his brow at me after a jiffy of ackward silence. 

"Sir, am afraid I can't tell you, it a girl thing" I said.

"About mestruation". A guy from behind said aloud, grinning sheepishly. Guess he overheard our conversation. The guys in class burst into laughter. I tried not to stare at Ethan's direction.

"Quite! And miss Clara I would love to see you at the principal office" Mr. John said.

"But..." I tried to protest but he raised his hands at me before returning back to his lecture. Bethany gave me a apologizing look.

Great.

I sat on a bench opposite the principal office waiting to be called upon, as I listened to my favourite playlist. I just hope I won't be getting a detention. The door cracked open.

"Miss Clara". Mr. John called, I pulled my earphones off my ears to stare at him, he backoned me to come in. I forge a depressing countenance before walking into the office.

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"Were you punished?" Bethany asked,