It wasn’t my fault Billy started it. He always freaks out when someone does anything to him. He can’t even have fun. Seriously, he is always like drawing in the sand. We have art class for drawing, recess is for running and kickball, but he doesn’t do any of that. He is always looking at stuff too, like just looking at people, just staring. It’s really weird. And he doesn’t even draw anything cool in the sand, its always like weird birds with no face.
“Well Tim? What happened?”
I wasn’t even looking at her; she doesn’t even know me yet. Mrs. Shefield had left last week because she was having a baby. She had swollen up like she had a pumpkin under her shirt, but she said it was a little person in there. I liked to pretend it was just a pumpkin. But Mrs. Shefield had to leave and now I was in trouble with this new lady.
“Why would you push Billy?”
“I didn’t even do it.” I was looking at the floor next to me. I always said I didn’t do it, it never really works I guess. I wish it did though, and then I could do whatever I wanted. “I didn’t even push him.”
“I saw you push Billy in the back of his head, and push his face into the sand. What makes you think that behavior like that is okay?”
I didn’t even know her name so I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to talk to her. My dad calls my mom “lady” sometimes so I did that.
“Lady, I didn’t do any of that.”
“Tim! I saw you do it!”
She didn’t ask me a question so I didn’t say anything. I just kept staring at the tennis balls that they put on the bottom of our chairs so that they don’t scratch the floor. We could use those balls for fun but they were stuck to our chairs.
“Tim!?”
“What??”
“What do you think we should do about this?”
She asked me a question, so I figured I should answer it honestly and tell her what I thought we should do.
“You should let me go back and play, Lady.” I thought it was funny. It also would’ve been awesome if I could use like, a Jedi mind trick, and make her think that my idea was a good one, and I could go back out into the sun.
“Why would I let you go back out and play!?” She got upset just thinking about really letting me do that. “You tackled a Billy when he was just playing by himself! That is completely unacceptable behavior! Tell me what you did. Exactly what you did.” She was really serious, and I was kind of scared. Not of her, but of what she could do to me.
“Well I was playing with Sam. We were playing Super Powers. Sam had freeze powers and I could fly and throw stuff really far. And we pretended that Billy was the bad guy, because he is like always looking at us like he is mad at us.” He kind of looks like when my dad finds out I break something. “And then he called us butt heads and threw sand at us.”
“I’m done with this, go sit on the Black Bench until Math. But first go get Sam and tell him to come talk to me.” My mom was going to kill me. I ran back out to recess, and went down the slide. This new lady would have to come get me
