Chapter 9

Conrad's POV

The gentle melody of a song I don't recognize plays in my head. I open my eyes and see Johan holding a bucket of cold water, with the rest of the guys behind him. I get up startled, my eyes wide. "What the hell are you guys doing?" When they see my SpongeBob underwear, they laugh, and I growl. I quickly get up from the bed and lock myself in the bathroom in the room. When I look for the clothes I left last night, they're nowhere to be found. There's nothing anywhere.

"Johan!" I shout angrily.

"The teacher got pissed off," I hear one of them say. The others laugh, and Johan approaches the door. He peeks his head in and extends his hand to give me the clothes, but he doesn't move. He stays still, watching me and waiting for me to say something.

"The clothes, damn it."

I'm going to go crazy. If after coming to my senses and realizing that I have to be a real teacher, all my days are going to be like this, I'd rather go back to being the carefr