Oh my God, Mr. Sands are you ok? What happened to you? Was it that weird noise and light? “I need you to listen very carefully Rose. I’m not sure what happened but I need you to go get another one of the teachers and let them know what happened.” Rose nodded and went to scoop him up to bring him to another teacher. Mr. Sands screamed, “don’t touch me!” “I am your teacher and an adult, it would be inappropriate for you to touch me!” Looking down at him you had a sudden thought. “ But Mr. Sands, how will I pass the test on Monday if we don’t finish our tutoring session?” You say raising your eyebrow. “In fact, I think I stand a much better chance of you tutor me All weekend long.... in my bedroom. Then after I pass my test I can notify another teacher of your predicament.” Shocked, Mr. Sands begins to back up and trips on his laptop cord trying to get away, falling onto his backside. Rose takes the opportunity to scoop him up in her awating hand. Where does she put Mr. Sands she thought....
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