It was at music class.

I was there sitting there and listening to my teacher (that I mentioned in a chapter). Just then, a friend of mine (not very close) talked with me about something with the other students in front, then held a dynamite and threw it at the front where my other classmates were.

Then the teacher noticed and stood in front of me, and asked me "Was that you, Valerie?". I quickly shook my head, scared and frightened. "N-No! That wasn't me! I promise!"

Then the teacher sighed and rubbed his forehead, and whispered under his breath. "I regret this... but it's for the best."

I just... stood there, wondering if I was in trouble. Even the friend who threw that dynamite didn't say a single word to actually tell the teacher the truth!

"But I'm sorry, Valerie. I'm afraid I have to kick you out of First Chair." (I believe that's what he said) And suddenly, I froze until he spoke again. "I guess you're not one of my best students after all."

And then, I curled up into a ball and cried, without hearing another single word from anyone in the room.

First of all, one of my worst fears are... disappointing my teachers. Sometimes, it scares me to even look at them straightly into their eyes.

Now I won't look at my music teacher the same.

And honestly, a few days ago, my Music teacher said something about me supposed to being in First Chair. (OF COURSE I WAS FREAKING OUT). The two words itself...

But nothing changed after that day, which I don't really mind.

I did a live (on instagram) with my old classmates or friends and it was amazing 😂

I should've saved it XD