"I can't stand him!" I turned red as people walking down the sidewalk started to stare as my Chela, my best friend, had a complete meltdown in the middle of passing time.
"Who does he think he is?! I mean, I can't spend three hours a night reading his bloody books! I have other homework, other teachers! He can't expect slow readers to read the same amount as slower readers! I mean, he picked the fastest reader in the class, and set her average as the A standard! I don't even read half of that! I mean, come on, you know?" And on and on it went until she stopped short, midsentance, staring at something behind me.
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