I laughed so hard I forgot that most of the students had gone to their classrooms. Before I knew it, Mr. Clifford was the only one left in the hallway. I stifled a laugh but it made me fart again. Mr. Clifford heard that one loud and clear, he walked over to the wall of lockers determined to find the culprit.
BAM! He hammered a locker door with his oversized fist.
KABOOM! He slammed the palm of his hand on a locker right next to mine.
"I know you're in one of these," he said, "and when I find you, you'll be in big trouble."
I smelled his B.O. as he marched slowly by my locker. I grabbed a handful of onion packets in case he found me.
For the first time I began to get scared.