Help!!! Jamie's (Still) Trying to Kill Me!!!

Oh, my Gosh! I'm in a closet in the cafeteria of LabCorp! (BTW: It's Onix here!) Anyway, the closet door is locked and Jamie is trying to get in and squeeze my head off. . .or whatever. You want me to tell you what she wanted to kill me for??? Okay, here goes: (Even if you didn't want to know!)

So, we're sitting in class-Ancient History (Boring *YAWN*) to be exact-and I am trying to get a note to Jamie without Mr. Whittaker seeing. So, I tell the girl beside me, Lindie, go tell Ross to tell Carlen to tell Tika to get it to Jame. Well, wouldn't you know that by the time it gets to Carlen, Mr. Whittaker has spotted it. Since we're all at the back of the room, it takes him some time to get back there. So I'm waving my arms and all, trying to get Carlen's attention to 'RIP UP THE NOTE'! And she can't read lips worth a dang, so Mr. Whittaker is about to read everything I wrote about that kid that Jame has a slight crush on: Gabriel. Well, Whittaker gets back there and grudgingly takes the note, opening it out of the intricate folds while heading back to the front of the room.
"Class!" he says in his butler-like voice. "We seem to have a couple of rule perpetrators! They were passing notes! But I don't think that Carlen is responsible! Let's see, shall we? Who wrote this note?!"
I refused to stand up, all my muscles straining against my brain.
"If whoever wrote this doesn't stand up, I'll open it and read it to the whole class, regardless of what it says!" Whittaker continued.
I didn't believe him. He was too much of a fuddy-duddy to read an embarrassing note to the WHOLE ENTIRE CLASS. (Jamie put that in Caps Lock.) So I stayed in my seat.
"Three! Two! One! Okay, here goes!
Dear Jame,
Hey Gurly! I just wanted to tell you something about. . ."
I shot up out of my desk, banging my knee on the metal,"Okay, OKAY! You don't have to read it a out loud! I stood up!"
"Oh, no! You didn't stand up when I said to, so I'm reading it anyway! Okay, continuing on:
that Gabriel kid that you said you have a crush on. I think he likes you, too. And by the way, no he doesn't have a girlfriend. I asked one of his best friends. . ."

And that's the way the cookie crumbled. Gabriel's face was blood red, Jamie's face was blood red, and I was in such shock that he read it that I couldn't move a muscle. Now Jamie wants to kill me! Hold on a minute

Okay I'm back. Had to get a mop off of me that fell when I switched the laptop to my left leg. Uhm. . .what to say now??? Not much I guess. Maybe when I get out of here Jamie or JAx will post later. But anyway. . .Byez!
Onix!!