(this following chapter has 2 parts, start with part A first.)

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the next day, when the school bell ranged, the principal said, "10th and 11th grade teachers and students, come to the gymnasium at this time." ms. chaser's class ran out of the classroom as mr. diet holds the door opened when we went out of the classroom. the gymnasium was filled up with balloons holding up into the air. the waiter was suprised. then i looked around the room as i saw my mother sitting behind willy's dad. the principal called for 10th grade teachers after 11th grade teachers. there was only 2 classrooms in 10th grade. "let's give those awards to these monsters who behaved so much." the principal said.

she passed out the awards to 10th grade students who behaved so much. she gave one for me which said "always be happy." i was so proud of myself. "great work wollof," suicide mouse said. my friends always call me wollof because that's my real name. "gee thankz, suicide mouse," i said. mickwald wasn't up on the stage yet. oh i remember how he used his ink sprayer and made ink splatters on the door. "boy, isn't he a little bad student as a kindegartener?" mickwald asked. "yes because he stinks." hiunhiun said. "mr. mickwald and hiunhiun, go up that stage now." the principal demanded.

"follower, i think mickwald's gonna be in suspension again," the greeter said. "how come?" i asked. "LOL, guys look, he gone away." the waiter said. "good lord, we have to find him before he sprays ink all around the whole school," i said. "ortensia." the greeter whispered. ortensia was feeling a little bit nervous about the ceremony. then i called out, "ortensia come here, we have to find him." ortensia thoughted, "at least i'll try."

ortensia ran out of the gymnasium as we began following her. i looked around the hallway to find some ink splatters. "guys, mickwald must be somewhere in the hallway," i said. "maybe he went out of nowhere," the waiter said. "hey guys watch me make ink splats," mickwald said. "for gosh sakes, look, it's him," ortensia said. mickwald began to spray ink on the janitor's door as the greeter covered her eyes. "are you ok?" the waiter asked. "i think he's about to be in more trouble if he sprays ink all over the janitor's door," the greeter said.

"oh my god," i said. "this can't be." neatfreaks, this is going bad. mickwald sprays ink so many times because he's a bully. i can't believe that he'd been suspended for years. even when he was in kindergarten, he's been smoking in the gymnasium, the bathrooms, and even in the hallway because he loves cigarettes. i saw him smoke many times. all of these schools don't serve tobaccos. even when he was in 1st grade, he smoked in the principal's office. i don't believe it, neatfreaks. he smokes too many times. and in 2nd grade when i first met him, he smoked at me. i hate how he smokes like that.

all he wants to do now to make ink splatters, right? well, bruh, i have to continue.

the principal went out of the gymnasium as she slammed the door. i founded her and she asked, "where is mickwald, little guy?" i said, "he's over here." the principal asked, "WHERE?" i responded, "behind the boys bathroom door." the principal was like OMG, so she ran quickly to find mickwald. she finally founded him in the bathroom smoking with his cigarette. "I SEE YOU SMOKING THOSE STUPID CIGARETTES BECAUSE YOU ARE A CLERK," she demanded. wait a minute, isn't mickwald a clerk? well, i know he smokes with his cigarette and that's why.

"sorry miss," mickwald said. "i'm not a stupidy clerk who wants to smoke da cigarette into da bathroom because you don't have a stupidy stupid stupidest cigarette ever." the principal demanded, "I DON'T CARE IF I SMOKE LIKE A STUPID CIGARETTE PRINCESS." and her voice was more loud than the last time she caughted mickwald. "no way that you as a little miss muffet smoking da stupidy stupid cigarette and into da bathroom if you gotta smoke, smokey is good for stupidy stupid stupidy stupiders," mickwald said. he spitted his tongue out to the principal.

"did you just spit at me?" the principal asked. "DID YOU JUST SPIT AT ME????" mickwald began to tear up slightly. "GO TO THE OFFICE." the principal demanded. mickwald left the bathroom sadly. "he's gone guys," i said. we went back inside the gymnasium but we already noticed that everyone left. "where is ivy?" i asked. "maybe she went home for early dismissal," ortensia said. "follower," my mother said when i went outside. "mom, what is it?" i asked. "time to go home," my mother said. "guys i have to go," i said. "okay then, wollof," the greeter said.

"see you tomorrrow," the waiter said.

soon at 11:09 AM, i had to do 11th grade math stuff. i did calculus, the pythagorean theorem, i focused on precalculus and algebra 2, i worked on integers, i did rotation, and etc... then i did worked on inequalities. i forgetted about linear equations, too. as i did all these stuff, i um... i'm not gonna say this, neatfreaks. this mystery has to be done by tomorrrow. i'm going to 11th grade soon and i don't know who will be my 11th grade teacher. will it be ms. terrify? no, she always assigns me hard math stuff. but what about ms. french? boy i cannot guess.

wonder what happens when i go to 11th grade and imagine if mickwald sprays ink on the wall and smokes with his cigarette? since that mystery isn't done yet, i just have to look for suspect clues to find mickwald and how he did it. hope he doesn't get suspended again... i think he might have gotten suspended a lot of times. i don't smoke a lot, right? bruh, i have to continue.

"bedtime," my mother shouted. i jumped on my bed and i went to sleep.

i went to school the next day as i saw mickwald in the bathroom. "what is mickwald doing?" cassandra asked. "maybe he's about to smoke in the bathroom," ortensia said. "hey guys, today is the last day of school and we need to get this mystery done by then," i said. "mickwald needs to be the clerk who did it." the greeter pushes out ortensia and cassandra out of the way. "this is still a crime guys," she said. "we have to do something."

"you're right," cassandra said. "what if walter doesn't need our help?"

"well, this is important," ortensia said. "i mean... boy the way i see of him he's like a wyvern and he's my lord x boyfriend friendship, and everytime i see him i always call him walter." i asked, "walter? how are you supposed to think of that?"

"i love him, okay?" ortensia asked. "wait, are you calling my name, ortensia?" the waiter asked. "hey walter," cassandra said. "stop calling me walter." the waiter said.

then, i very soon noticed, a ink splat on the wall just made me confused. "well um..." the greeter said. "i thought this prove may be like a mystery or so. we need to solve this right now."