As we were all laughing excessively, Mrs Lotherington, aka JLO (pronounced jay-low) walked in.
“Girls, can you all please get ready for class now, it’s almost time for Session 2.”
“Yeah, me n’ Katie n’ Fi n’ Lucy’ll all go back t’ our lockers now t’ get ready for math, cya ‘round!” I called, purposefully using the worst grammar possible, as we started to walk off.
“I’ll drag Rach, Mich and Nik ‘long with me, JLO” Mel called, following my lead and being hopelessly grammatically incorrect, as they walked away in the opposite direction.
“Grammar, girls!! Katie, Fiona, Lucy and I!!!!!!! Rachel, Nicole and I!!!!!!!” JLO yelled after us.

Session 2. Maths. Mr Mac. This’ll be interesting!

Since JLO had came and sent us all off to class, we were all quite early. Katie, Fi, Lucy, Mel, Rach and I were all in the same Maths class. We sat together in the middle row, waiting. We’d outlined our plan on the way to the classroom together.
We heard his staff room door open and close, then footsteps. I motioned for Rachel to wait for her signal.
From “Dr Macmeikan” to “Mr Macmeikan” to “Mr Mac”, our maths teacher wasn’t much for formal titles, but he still had his pride.
When Mr Mac opened the door to our classroom, Rachel went out the other door at the other end of the room (yes, the room has two doors) and doubled back behind him. As Mr Mac started walking away from the door, I could see Rachel standing in position. I signaled to Melissa to go up to Mr Mac and chat to him. This was quite normal for Mel to do, so it was less conspicuous than it would seem.
“Hey, Mr Mac!! How were you’re holidays?? Mine were great, how were yours???? Are you excited?? I’m in your class again this year!!!!! Isn’t it great? All my friends are in here with us!!”
On ‘friends’ Rachel opened the door loudly, and when Mr Mac turned around to see who had arrived, Rachel hugged him.
The look on Mr Mac’s face was priceless.
“Uh, hello Rachel……. You can let go now. It’s sort of illegal for you to do that, you know?” Mr Mac stammered.
Rachel looked shocked. “Will the take me away? I don’t want the men to take me away!” She cried.
“Uh, no… they won’t take you away…… Just… don’t do it again… is that okay?” Mr Mac consoled.
“Yes, yes, thank you, thank you so much” She hugged him again, gasped, and quickly let go and ran to her seat.
Mr Mac looked thoroughly confused and shocked. Then he blushed. We had succeeded in pranking Mr Mac!
Katie and Fiona were sitting in their seats looking bored throughout our whole set up. Lucy was sitting next to them trying not to laugh. I had been sitting on my table, which was also not unusual.
“Um, Samantha, please sit in your seat. Girls, please take a seat. I’ll be back in a minute…” Mr Mac told us.
“He’s getting the men in the suits! They’re going to come and get me! I knew it!” Rachel chanted hysterically.
“I am not getting any men to come and get you, I’m getting my note book.” Mr Mac said kindly.
Rachel gradually ‘calmed down’. A few seconds after Mr Mac closed the door after he left the classroom, we all burst into laughter.