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Silence. Confused looks. Everyone stares around. What was this about? No one seemed do know. Nobody had checked with the school. No one knew where the kids were. The parents understood it was a school trip. The teachers were out for the holidays, finally free. No one had suspected it to be a complex ruse. Now someone needed to find where they were. They couldn't have made too far this quick. There were only so many interesting places. Runaway groups of teenagers were rowdy. Not very hard to find. Someone would call, eventually. And then what. Restrained anger? Disappointment?
Teenagers. Stupid bocks. They didn't know. The world wasn't nice. Bad things could happen anytime. And they were not responsible people. What would happen if someone got injured? Everyone would lose their minds and call home. Load that stress on the parents who'd fix things. Children were great and all, but parents had life too. The teenagers these days didn't seem to get that. Back in the day, kids were like saints. Did everything told, none of the complaining. And now they acted like vagabonds. Tricking school and family needlessly. Just ask for permission. Ask it respectfully. That's all. Manners.
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