What accident? Oh, the poisonous fumes were nothing! Closed

Ok, so after a little mishap back in the corridors(ahem, getting VERY lost and smashing into somebody), I was late to potions class. Not good. I took the last remaining seat just in time to hear Professor Regan talking about a potion we were making called cure for boils. Ok...I'm listening. I wasn't gonna fail this time! I listened closely as the professor told us what to do. When she was done, we were all set. I grabbed the ingredients I needed and rushed to my cauldron. I carefully followed the instructions, slicing and dicing because potions required fine precision and if even one thing was off point, then the potion wouldn't work. I tied my hair into a bun, stuck two pencils in it, and got right to work. When it got to the stirring part, though, I was utterly clueless. I could tell left from right, but sadly, not clockwise from counterclockwise. Panicking, I randomly went in different directions, making the potion turn a sickly orange. If you are wondering why I didn't ask somebody how to tell clockwise from counterclockwise, it's because I was wrapped up in my own thoughts about the potion that I hadn't even given a single thought to asking for help. The more I worked, the more sickly and acid-y it started to look. Oh, dear...I looked around frantically, but no one noticed me. That's when the inevitable happened: colored, acid-like smoke was rising from the cauldron. I started to feel very sick. I closed my hand over my mouth and nose and tried to waft the smoke away with my hand, but that just made other kids fall prey to the smoke. EEK! This was bad. Poisonous fumes were filling up the classroom. Everyone started running and screaming, but I was the only one still in the room until I ran out and got myself lost again. When a random student is walking up the hall and looks at me quizzically, I just mumble, "If you're going to potions class, watch out for the poisonous fumes..."