SIKE

Brielle actually ratted me out to Mr. Steve. I never really conceived the idea that she’d snitch on me; I thought she only threatened to, to keep me wrapped around her fingers. Mr. Steve went silent for a while and during those moments of silence, I thought of possible punishments I could receive – a query, a suspension without pay, or worst case still, a sack! ‘I’m doomed!’ What reply was I to give him if he asked me why I chose to deceive everyone to get the work done. I felt a rush of the combination of the feelings of anxiety and dread in me, my heart raced...