• — "If you're not having fun it's not worth doing."
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Unfortunately, Miss Thavel has had the 'pleasure' of meeting Miss Circle today, in the early morning. She despised the way the teacher operated, how she spoke to students and how she spoke to her colleagues as well. But most of all, she despised how the woman made her feel. She would feel like wind was knocked out of her each time that idiotic woman would speak to her.
"THAV."
Oh right. The principal. "Sorry Gray, spaced out." Thavel waved her hand dismissively before reaching into the cigarette pack Miss Grace had, causing the other woman to yelp 'Hey!' And sigh.
After a moment, the language teacher lit the cigarette, puffing smoke carelessly. "Man you're addicted." Grace raised an eyebrow at the sight before hearing the annoying sound of the school bell.
"Can you please change the sound of the bell? That thing is killing me." Since the language teacher was a child, she had sensory issues, sensitivity to noise and certain textures.
"I don't think I can, but I'll try." The principal just shrugged, standing up and quickly putting out the cigarette she had. After a moment, she snatched away the pack of cigarettes. "Buy your own next time, you little shit." Grace spat, it would sound rude to anyone else, but Miss Thavel knew she was just joking. For the most part.
Miss Thavel and Miss Grace were friends since just about the end of middle school, and we're basically inseparable. So that came with knowing when the woman was actually angry or not. And also knowing that her white hair would puff up uncontrollably when she was mad.
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Miss Thavel had just arrived to her classroom, opening the door to see a very strange sight;
Miss Circle was digging through her books, clearly looking for something. But the minute the language teacher stepped in, she stopped. "Oh— Hi Miss Thavel!"
Man how could this day get any worse?... And why does this have to be me?
The annoyed language teacher just shooed her off. "Whatever, get out, classes will start soon." She grumbled, settling into her desk chair with a huff. Another boring day, just my luck.
