I'm sitting in class talking to one of my female friends about a guy, called Dee, I found attractive (by talking I mean me trying to get her to not completely nerd out on nutrition and her going into insane dramatically descriptive detail on how he achieved his physical appearance). The teacher walked in right before the warning bell went off and shot us a glare after catching the last part of out conversation, "would you guys like to share your outlook on your classmates anatomy with the rest of the class once we start?"
I gave an innocent smile with a response already coming out, "sure, after we can go talk to the dean about how you wanted to hear about an underage students anatomy especially since the anatomy you were thinking wasn't apart of our conversation. We can also bring up the fact the you constantly belittle the students that are supposed to look up to you by trying to embarrass them in front of their peers the example could ofcourse be our outlook on someone's person or maybe when you tried to make Max uncomfortable about something that was not only out of her control but none of your damn business, oh you know what while we're at it we can talk about how your classes are several lessons behind everyone else's soley because you would rather send selfies to your friend then do youe job," by this time most of the student have found there seats, while others are just watching shocked that I not only spoke, but also 'stood up' to the bitch that's supossed to be our teacher. Looking at the obviously puzzled class mates I decided to fill them in, " I brought up the fact that Dee got mad muscle, and Tam was telling me the scientific break down of how muscle was built."
I wasn't uncomfortable saying this because it was a common question Dee was asked, and everyone who got an answer refused to share it, so it was just one of the school mysteries. He wasn't on a sports team and no one ever saw him at their gym, plus if you asked one of his friends they would give you a knowing smirk and tell you to "ask Dee."
Looking back at the shook Ms.Hundson I give her an expectant smile, "So should I share our 'outlook on his anatomy?' As soon as the last word left my mouth the door closed, and Dee walked in continuing his pattern of always being late. Everyone turned at the sound of his voice, "who's anatomy?" It was like they had rehearsed it because right after that everyone looked at me listening for my answer. I sigh and make eye contact with him, "I'm not doing another recap. Ask Shawn I think he was here from the start," looking back at the now simmering Ms.Hundson, "I gave you fair warning I might be off today." With that I stand up, slinging my bag over my shoulder I look at Tam, "you wanna come with?" She nods only slightly effected, having moved here with me last year and known me since childhood. She grabbed her bag and quickly followed me to the door.
Ms.Hundson choose that moment to say the stupidest thing possible, "you can't expect everyone to feel sorry for you because your sister decide that she didn't want to put up with you and died."
It felt like time itself had froze. I turned sharply toe to heel, and walked towards her until I couldn't anymore because of Tam holding me so hard I couldn't move. I broke the silence with a stoic face and a tone to mirror, "you say that like she killed herself. Since you know so much why don't you tell them what actually happened." She looked at me realizing her mistake, but kept quiet all the same. I gave her one last glare coupled with a look of disgust and walked out with Tam right beside me.
