Chapter 2 Punishment

"Cell, lend me your pen, I'm stuck," Weeby pleaded with Marcell, her seatmate. Not forgetting to put on a puppy-eyed face so that Marcell would help her.

Forced to stop copying notes, Marcell immediately turned and stared at Weeby with deadly eyes. "No, eat the pen, thank you!" Instead of lending Weeby the pen, Marcell cursed the girl beside him severely.

Snorting, Weeby rolled her eyes. As always, Marcell was an annoying guy. And Weeby didn't like that trait. If only Mrs. Rena, the counseling teacher who was in charge of her class, didn't arrange the seating, Weeby would have been very reluctant to sit next to Marcell. She was forced to comply.

"But my pen is stuck, you're really mean to me, I'm a girl and you're a guy, how can you not give in?" Weeby said passionately. Exasperated.

"What the hell, it's my pen, and I have the right to do whatever I want," Marcell replied sarcastically, not caring about Weeby, who was already yelling at his place.

"So what do I do? You're so annoying, do you want me to stuff your mouth with my rotten socks?" Weeby grumbled as she stomped her foot in annoyance, her teeth chattering in anger.

Marcell chuckled softly, "What's so hard about you getting permission and then going to the cooperative to buy a pen? It's just a hassle, you're the one who's acting up," Marcell scolded, making Weeby have to exhale repeatedly in exasperation. She had to put up with this every day. Weeby always got scolding and accusations from Marcell. Weeby tried to stay calm.

"I don't want to," Weeby said firmly. She shook her head repeatedly.

"It's up to you, I don't want to take care of you if Mrs. Halimah checks your papers one by one. Just get ready to have a lot of lectures," Marcell explained at length, scaring Weeby.

"Ih... I want to eat you alive! You're such an inconsiderate guy," Weeby scolded. Her repeatedly hit Marcell's sturdy arm. While Marcell didn't mind, for him, Weeby's punches were a light massage for him. It was very pleasurable.

Weeby really cursed her fate, why did she get to know a boy like Marcell? Even if Upin Ipin had grown up, Marcell was unlikely to lend her a pen, and Weeby was annoyed to death to have a stingy benchmate like Marcell.

For the next few seconds, Weeby looked around. Looking for the figures of her two best friends. However, bad luck is still bad luck. Netta was busy copying the writing, several times Weeby called her name and she still didn't hear.

What about Kenya? Ah, Weeby couldn't hope for her best friend on this one, her seat was very far from the bench Weeby was sitting on.

"Weeby, what's wrong with you?!"

Weeby immediately looked at Mrs. Halimah, the teacher was staring at her with a flat face. Weeby immediately stuttered half to death. She was really nervous.

"Um... well, this is... umm."

"Weeby doesn't want to copy notes, ma'am, it's better to be lectured, she said, so that your mouth will be sore."

Weeby was really frustrated, how dare Marcell talk like that to Mrs. Halimah? With a fierce gaze that was ready to pounce, Weeby glared at Marcell's face. She would never forgive Marcell after this. Never, and don't expect Weeby to do that! Marcell really pissed Weeby off.

It's not Marcell's name if he's not nosy and arbitrary, and he didn't feel guilty at all for doing that, let alone embarrassing Weeby to death. Marcell was truly the most annoying human on earth.

And what made Weeby even more annoyed was that Marcell was grinning without sin. With a small chuckle, Weeby immediately looked at Mrs. Halimah again after her next words successfully shocked her heart.

"Is it Weeby?!" she asked firmly.

"Eh, where is it, ma'am, Marcell made it up, don't believe what Marcell says, ma'am, his mouth sometimes has errors," said Weeby, occasionally glancing at Marcell.

Mrs. Halimah did not say anything after that, she locked her mouth. However, Marcell's words afterwards were able to arouse Weeby's anger.

"If you don't believe me, just check the book, look ma'am, it's empty, right?" Marcell held up Weeby's notebook, which was still white and smooth. Without a single scribble.

Mrs. Halimah then shook her head repeatedly. "Why don't you borrow Weeby's pen? And you Marcell, why don't you lend Weeby a pen?"

Instantly, the corners of Weeby's lips lifted. Just as she was about to say something to cry out in protest, Weeby spontaneously held back because Marcell had already floated his words back. Weeby could only sigh lightly. She was outmatched.

"He just doesn't want to, Mom, he said he's too lazy to write, it's better to listen to you lecture so that your mouth will drop," Marcell said while glancing at Weeby, who had been staring at him all this time with Weeby's eyes glaring.

"Hey, why me? You're the one who's stingy, God forbid the baby. Why do I have a peer like you, huh?" Weeby did not accept all of Marcell's accusations. Marcell was too good at inciting Mrs. Halimah. And unfortunately, the teacher believed Marcell's words even more.

"Weeby! Now you stand in front of the class, here!" ordered Mrs. Halimah in a firm voice.

Weeby immediately refused, she felt that she was not wrong in any way. And why should he be punished? Damn it! And this was all Marcell's doing, the annoying guy!

It was useless for Weeby to avoid, in fact Mrs. Halimah still cleanly told Weeby to stand in front of the class. With a heavy heart, Weeby complied. Before actually stepping forward, Weeby threw her eagle eyes at Marcell, who already felt victorious. Weeby chuckled as she swore softly, then proceeded to lift her butt off the chair. Weeby was now completely outclassed by Marcell.

"Damn you!" Weeby swore at Marcell.

After standing up straight in front of the class, Weeby did not stop glaring at Marcell. The level of annoyance increased drastically when Marcell even mocked back, let alone stuck out his tongue.

Honestly, Weeby felt hurt, humiliated, and burdened sitting on the same bench with this first-year demon. Weeby had also tried asking other friends to swap seats. However, no one was willing to accept Weeby's request. Because, they also knew that Marcell was very ignorant and disruptive. It made them uncomfortable.

"Steady, eyes straight ahead!" said Mrs. Halimah loudly.

Patience Weeby, Mrs. Halimah's hour will be over soon. Relying on the guise of pretending to be deaf, Weeby immediately leaned on the blackboard. Her back was really sore.

"Did you hear what I said? Stand up straight, show respect if necessary!"

"But I'm tired, don't torture me like this, can you really take it out on me? If you get karma, I won't participate, Mrs!"

Hearing Weeby's disrespectful words successfully made Mrs. Halimah furious.

"WEBBY! I want you to get out and run a ten-yard run! RIGHT NOW!"

Weeby's knees felt weak at once.