Chapter 102 Goofing Around

• Tyrone straightened up, finding it difficult to stand, mainly because I was still gasping for air following my near-death encounter. His bottom lip trembled as we met eyes, then he rolled it into his mouth and turned to face Ms. Wilson's steel-grey eyes, waiting with a somber expression for her flaming wrath.
• "Nothing, Miss," he said with assurance. "I accidentally put my hands too close to the tap, so the water flew everywhere and hit Sera."
• Her gaze twitched at the blatant untruth, but Tyrone held it, urging her to confront him—which, amazingly, she chose not to do. Ms. Wilson gave a loud huff, looked about at the puddle around me, and then drank bitterly in my appearance as a drowned rat.