Chapter 30

Oh jeez! I need to look for a way to take her wallet out of my bag. I moved closer to my bag but before I could even touch it, the whole class's eyes were on me. In my life, I have never stolen anything before. I have never taken something that doesn't belong to me. That was how my parents taught me. Stealing is so bad.

"Nothing is going on here, Mr. Davis." I didn't know when I started talking back at him.

"What?"

"You heard me so right. Nothing is going on here. How about you ask your baby how she and her friend put her wallet in my bag pretending it was stolen when in actual sense, it was not stolen?" I said and everyone gasped.

"What do you mean it was not stolen? If it wasn't stolen then why is she crying?"

"Why can't you answer that question yourself, Mr. Davis?"

"How dare you talk back to me?" He pounced.

I frowned. "No! How dare you try to accuse me that I stole what I know nothing about?"

"You are so rude!" Said Mr. Davis.