Abby I said I was gonna do it
This is the scenario of if my girlfriend got called on in class.
Abby's pov
I walked into the school doors dreading this day most of all. We had three presentations today. Debate(but then again we always have one there), science, (on dissecting a frog, gross!), and even math. Seriously?! Who has a presentation in math?! Of course if anyone looked at me. They won't see a thing I've perfected the art of staring at people and forcing them to avoid eye contact. And yes, it is an art, shut up. Why is it an art, you may ask? Well, my naive friends, you're about to find out. So I walk into first period which is my art class where we literally just sit and play with our phones. If I don't have homework which is rare because I'm the best at procrastination, I text Saiji, who's already in 2nd period. That's literally the unfairest thing ever. I mean, yeah sure she starts school while I'm eating breakfast but idk times weird like that. Right in the middle of art there just has to be a fire drill! Fantastic! That means I have to get up! And go.... Outside! My teacher finds it necessary to say these very words; "Abby, could you please do me a solid and hold the door open for everyone?" I look up at him and for some reason he drops his eyes and finds his tie the most interesting article of clothing to ever be invented. Eh, there are better ties out there. "Sure," I say. And he jumps.
"Uh... Are you sure? I mean, I don't wanna inconvenience you or anything but I would highly appreciate it you'd do this so-"
"I'll do it! It's fine, " I interrupt. It was amusing at first but it got old. I hold the door open and everytime someone reached the door, they unknowingly or knowingly began walking faster to get out. I don't really care. I guess I'm great person to hold the door then.