"What do we do with him now?" asked Ben as we dumped Nathan in his bed.

"I don't think he'll wake up in next twenty hours" said Luke examining him.

"He can barely drink a can of beer, he isn't going to die is he?" asked Ben trying to extract some response from the unconscious Nathan.

"Shut up, he isn't dying. But he sure won't be getting up very soon." said Noah kicking Nathan just to enjoy.

"How are we gonna hide him tomorrow?" I asked.

"Why do we have to hide him?" asked Ben.

"Well, if anybody get to know a student drank, that would sure bring punishment. But worse if they are in same condition as the drunk teacher, then they could know it was us who even got the teacher drunk. All in all we'll be doomed." I ranted panicking.

"We could say he has fever." suggested Noah.

"What if some teacher come in to check?" asked Luke.

"We could keep an onion in his underarms. He'll get the fever soon." Noah countered his argument.

"And what if they took him to the nurse?" Luke asked again.

"We could keep a smaller onion?" Noah answered unsure. "I mean we could try." he said in a small voice.

I heard Luke sigh as he finally gave in and said, "Yeah, maybe we could."

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"We were all jogging around the field, which was led by Mr. Cruz. We tried blending with everyone as much as we could, since the students kept a little distance so we tried getting mix with the team. Nathan was still in bed with no signs of getting up at all, so all we could do is let the teachers not notice his absence.

But as soon as the jog ended and we moved to the kitchen area to prepare breakfast, Mr. Cruz came to us.

"Where is that monkey friend of yours?" he asked us and we all pretended to be confused although the description was quite up to the point.

"That one, who is always talking loudly and laughing with no reason?" he asked again and the description was so true that we couldn't pretend anymore.

"He is umm, he is a little sick. He has a fever and is sleeping right now." answered Luke. 

Mr. Cruz raised a brow at him and said." I believe that is not you supporting your friend missing out a training because he is lazy, right?"

"No of course not sir, I would never do that. He is really not in the condition to come out. It would be better if we let him rest for now." he said with calmness but I could see the hidden nervousness inside.

"You guys should have taken him to the nurse, I'll help if you want." He said to which we all immediately shouted 'no'.

"I mean, the fever is not that high, a little rest would be sufficient." said Luke nicely.

"Ok..... then you guys should continue with breakfast, maybe I could pay him a visit later. You guys know Mr. Davis is completely knocked out, and even Ms. Wilson is not feeling too well today. And Mr. Brown doesn't even need an illness to stay in. So it's me who is mainly in-charge, and it's my duty now to take care of you guys. Well except breakfast, I can't help you with that. " Mr. Cruz said sighing as he walked around to check on other kids.

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All the students left the field to start the preparation for lunch when Mr. Cruz also decided to take his leave. We knew he was definitely not going to make lunch, so we immediately chased after him.

"Mr. Cruz, where are you heading to?" asked Luke out of breath from all the exercise.

"Oh, I thought I'll give your friend a visit and see if he is feeling alright now." said Mr. Cruz, which made all of us break a cold sweat.

"Mr. Cruz I was actually thinking something else." I said trying to buy some time to think of something.

"Yes tell me, what is it." he asked.

"Sir, I was thinking, Ms. Wilson said you are a star player.... So, I was thinking.... why don't you play with us today?" I said coming up with a lousy excuse. But to my surprise, he only smirked and cracked his knuckles returning to the court.

 To be honest he looked quite scary, but the relief I felt was more powerful emotion. I returned to the team and we got divided with the best players with me and others with Mr. Cruz. But what came next was totally unexpected.

Mr. Cruz was everywhere, stealing the ball, scoring basket after basket, trick shots and whatnot. He ran so fast and the ball moved so quickly in his hands, coming back to him like attracted to magnet.

I did my best, I was the only one who could steal the ball from him, and getting past him was so difficult, but I still tried my best. We were neck to neck with twenty five both when he finally made three-pointer just before the time ended. He surely was something else.

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The match just ended when a middle aged beautiful man came out of his tent, his clothes and hair disheveled as he walked blindly with his head in his hands.

Just then another boy, who looked equally disheveled came out of the opposite tent with his head in his hands. The boy too started walking blindly not aware of his doom coming towards him with closed eyes..

Just then four boys came running and shouted, "Nathan".

But to the boys surprise, two voices shouted back exact same words, "God, don't shout my head is gonna burst."

The owners of both the voice looked up to see each other at the same time.

Shit! that's gonna be bad, Mr. Davis saw Nathan.

They are doomed.

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So what do you think will happen if Mr. Davis got the wind of their plan? Would they be able to save their neck? Or will Mr. Cruz eat them alive?

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