In Trouble

Friday night Chad and I went to the Inquirer's Class so we can join our new church. Although I was paying attention to what Mitch, our preacher, was saying I drew a picture on my paper. Chad saw it and decided that it would be a good idea to scribble over it. I couldn't believe he did that it was so mean. In retaliation I drew a mark on his hand. He then felt the need to draw on my arm. Again I retaliated and drew another mark on his hand. For some reason he couldn't believe that I did such a thing so he drew a mark on my jeans and then started laughing which made me start laughing. We couldn't hold our laughter in so we interrupted the class. I felt so bad, as I am sure that Chad did, for disrupting class like that. We're sorry Mitch.