Senior classes had ended over a week ago, and our grades had been turned in. Despite this, one of my teachers insisted on having class and teaching us material that would appear on one last test.
This class was supposedly Psychology. However, the teacher decided to issue us a new textbook, with "HISTORY" emblazoned on the cover. The book was huge, about the size of a phone book.
To pick up this new text, those taking the class had to go to a certain pool. Upon arrival, I noticed all of the books precariously stacked at the pool's edge.
Somehow, I found myself in the water. I don't know if I jumped in or fell in...but I was in. I began to panic, until I read (the depth of the pool was written in white chalk) that I was in only one foot of water. This was interesting, as the water went up to my shoulders.
It was at this point that I realized I wasn't wearing a bathing suit, but a shirt and shorts. Oops. On top of this, I remembered that I was on my period and wearing a pad. I instantly felt disgusting, and I noticed that the water around me was beginning to turn red.
Embarrassed, I wanted to get out of the pool as soon as possible. But I decided that, as I was so near to the new textbooks, I would go ahead and take one. Unfortunately, in my attempt to grab a book, I knocked one into the pool, ruining it.
The water was very red now, and bubbling as though someone had dumped in a bunch of soap. The entire class was now standing around me, pointing out the disgusting matter. I tried to pretend I wasn't causing it, but considering I was the only one in the pool at the time, my attempts were futile.
Eventually I got out of the pool and informed my teacher that I would pay for the book that fell into the water. He said that not only would I pay for the book, I would not have the privilege of getting a new book. I had to use an old, small one. Despite it being noticeably smaller than the new textbook, I was told that it contained all the necessary material.
