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Nicki
I finish packing my shoulder bag up with my laptop and papers I need to grade.
It's Friday and I can't wait to get in bed. Not to grade anything, but to gossip with my sister and get some relaxation in for the next two days.
It's 6pm so the school is completely vacant. I lock my classroom door and pause right in front of Beyoncé's classroom. I like the woman, I won't lie, but we're in Texas, she's probably a homophobe. She's been a bit distance to me. I can tell she acts more comfortable with Julius and other staff as opposed to me.
I'm kinda at a crossroads with the woman. I will admit her distance kind of hurts.
I make it out of my classroom with my things and I have never been more relieved for a break. I love to teach, but sometimes these kids can be a hassle. I'm dealing with 50 in each class. Apparently my drama kids are the ones to credit for high recruitment.
My phone buzzes against my pant leg.
Little sis 👱♀️:
Wya? I'm hungry Oni Are you still at the school?
Me:
No, Ari. I'm omw to find sum to eat now. Whatchu craving?
